I talked to the floor lady Sandra yesterday at Greektown about the possibility of starting a $1/$2 PLO8 game there once a week. We ruled out Tuesdays and Saturdays because we wouldn't want it to compete with both the PLO and LO8 games that run. She was saying Mondays, Wedneday, and Thursday afternoons would be best. I told her the evening would be a LITTLE better just because many people work during the day and all. We have a few PLO8 regulars we play with, and I wanted to find out on here how many people would be interested in going to Greektown to play a PLO8 game once a week and what day(s) would work best? Sandra also said if we brought the majority of players to the table, she'd consider a reduced rake.
In addition, we are thinking of moving our weekly Wednesday/Friday night game to Snookers. If you read my posts on here, you know I have a hard on for this place, but just go there. You have plenty of cocky, clueless players with deep pockets who want to "gamble bro!!!". I went there before looking to start a game, but that was before I started playing in a few live PLO8 games here and now I have several people's numbers who would want to move the game there. Ideally, what would happen is get the game there once or twice a week. Eventually, I feel the exposure could turn the game into a more steady 4-5 nights a week game. I know when I talk to Don one concern could be that it might be taking some action from the 1-3 PLO game, but I don't really think this would be a huge issue.
VERY mini TR- So I was at Greektown yesterday playing the $5/$10 LO8 game and was just waiting for the first "incident". The one older lady who uses a walker to get around was looking like the prime suspect to start some crap. It took a little longer than usual to get the game going, as it usually starts around noon on Tuesdays, and the older folks were just killing me. There were 11 names on the list, who were all there, and one of the guys working the floor refused to try to get the game going. I was beyond confused and he explained in a tone a mother uses on her child "You see, if some people are playing $3/$6, and they're up, they won't want to move to a new game". What part about how I carry myself says "I need to be spoken to as if I'm a 6 year old with a learning disability"?
Eventually, they announce the game will be starting. I'm sitting at the table with 2 other players, and I hear 4 of the old cagey codgers saying "I'll play when there's 7". It possibly could have been the senility that made them not realize if all 4 of them came over, and if you add 3 to 4, you get 7. The old lady sits down making it 5 at the table. One of the guys asks in his frustrated "come on I only have 5 more good years" tone "Where are the others?". The dealer replies "They're coming", then granny chimes in with a voice reminiscent of the "Where's the beef?" Lady "Yeah, so's Christmas!". I almost lost it, and took every bit of strength to hold back the laughter which would have come out so hard I'd be crying. I just love hearing things you'd only hear from someone who frequents Tom Jones/scrapbooking conventions. I was waiting for her to tell everyone about she left her hard candy on the davenport at home as well. The game got going, and plenty of monsters like 689J, 5579 were getting shown down. She scolded me when I slightly fanned my cards to the guy on me left. They were 2334 with clubs on a flop of A35 with clubs. Boo ****ing hoo granny. Then you shouldn't have called as that's an obvious sign of strength. Shame on me for giving a tell, and thank you for not taking advantage of that and paying me off!
The Incident- A new guy sits down on my right at the table, and looks like your average 40 something guy who has stories about how he could have made it in life if not for this or that happening to him, a bitch wife who took it all, etc. you know the type, faded olive t-shirt, khaki shorts, birkentstocks, a worn down hat depicting an up north camping lodge and Paul Schafer sunglasses. I get the kill button after scooping a decent pot and sitting in the seat on the right of the hijack. It gets folded to him, and he calls. I look down and see a double suited AA58. One caller, kill pot, perfect time to raise and isolate (a very rare thing to do in this game). I notice as I go to put the additional $10 on top of my kill button, that the cutoff and button had already called the $10. They both pull back their $10 and muck. The guy on my right has a bitch fit like no other, claiming that their $10 has to become part of the pot and they forfeit it. The older guy on the button, who resembled Shemp Howard (Both in his looks and quality of play), accused me of fumbling my chips (YOU LIE OLD MAN!) The floor comes over and hears the dealer say what happened (she handled it very well, calmly and matter of fact-like). The next thing you know, people are bitching at the table about how they've done the same thing before and had to forfeit their money. The floor ruled in favor of the players, and allowed them to hold onto their $10. The guy in the cutoff was not being a jackass to me, but told me that in the future, it is my responsibility to stop any action if people are acting out of turn ahead of me. I tell him don't see how it's possible when I look down at my hand, look up, and they've already acted. Ok, so maybe it wasn't as "mini" as I thought lol.
PS. On the "incident" hand, I flopped a set of aces, they held up for a scoop pot and I got paid off on every street