Too tired to think of a title!!
Did you ever have one of those nights when you just couldn't win a hand????? That's pretty much the story of my night. To start things off, I played in the mookie last night and I didn't fare very well. The hand that took me out was when my pocket aces got cracked by A 6 offsuit. Five freakin clubs came on the board and he had the ace of clubs. UGH!!!!!
Congratulations to jjok, waffles, and drewspop for taking down the top 3 spots. I did have fun chatting with everyone and cheering you guys on.
Next, I headed to the MGM with MiamiDon and I bought in for $200. I was playing pretty patiently (like I usually do) and after a few hours of folding and folding and folding, I am finally dealt pocket jacks. I don't know what happened to me, but I must have fell in love with that damn hand. I think my patience just wore out and I could NOT fold anymore. A queen came on the flop and I chose to ignore the fact that not only did my opponent possibly have a queen to beat me - he in fact had a set of queens that DEFINITELY beat me. Bye Bye $200.
I buy in again for another $200 and my run of 2nd best hands just keep coming. I'm dealt AK and I flop an Ace, someone else flops a straight. I'm dealt pocket JJ's again and an A and K come on the flop (I had the ability to throw it away this time). I'm dealt AK again and the flop comes 10-10-A and of course someone has the 10. It was never ending. The final straw was when I was dealt pocket aces, I raised $15 pre-flop and I get 4 callers. I ended up losing to 10-7 offsuit when he flopped two pair and yes again, I fell in love with the hand and went all in. WHY WAS HE PLAYING 7-10 offsuit????? I have no idea and I guess it doesn't matter. I should have cut my losses a long time ago, but I finally walked away at 5 in the morning after losing $500. I have never had a losing session like that. I'm still in shock about how bad my night was.
I was going to play again tomorrow (today actually - but I haven't gone to bed yet) - but I might just take the day off. I'm not working and I'm supposed to go car shopping, so hopefully I'll get a new car and that'll make me happy (for a few days anyway).
Funniest part of the night happened just about 30 minutes after I sat down. Two Georgia boys were playing at my table and they were very cool and fun to talk with. The guy to my right sounded JUST LIKE Larry the Cable Guy (Get er' done!!). Anyway, his wife comes strolling up to him from behind and out of the blue is like "were leaving - let's go". He's like "sit the fuck down and watch me, I'm not going anywhere". She's like, "no were fucking leaving now - get the fuck up". The girl sitting across the table from me gives me a knowing (god she's drunk) look and I nod back (yes, she's hammered). The drunk wife chic looks at both of us and says "do you have a fucking problem?? I'll fucking come across this table if I have to". I start cracking up, the drunk bitch starts cussing us out and the dealer makes the drunk wife chic leave the poker room. She goes behind the railing and starts mouthing off and giving us the finger (am I in middle school again)? Her husband still keeps playing cards and explains to us that she's very drunk. Gee? Ya think so???? God I love Vegas :)