Rolled On The River

Ok, so I’m sitting down at the 200nl table at the Venetian in Las Vegas, my first live cash game experience. I was advised to play nitty and get a feel for it, so I did, but that coupled with being completely card dead left me sitting there folding most of the day. In two days I got pocket tens once and 89s once, it was horrible, but still pretty fun. So by day 3 I was looking forward to putting my skills to use still. As I get to the table the button just passes my seat and I sit in the cutoff.

I get dealt
Cool!
Someone early limps in, a few callers, I bump it up to $16 (which is too small I’ve since been told), and two call, the rest fold including the button. I’m in with the SB and a MP player. Both with 100bb stacks.

Flop:

Pretty sweet I’m thinking, in position, dry flop with decent cards.

SB Checks, MP Checks.

I’m about to throw some chips in when the dealer says ‘wait’, leans over the table and touches the 10s card, and realises she’s dealt 4 on the flop, there was another card under it. Everyone just stops and stares at the flop for a second. The dealer calls a staff member over they decide instead of burning the extra card, to just re-deal the flop, everyone seems pretty content with that and she shuffles the deck.

Flop #2:

OMFG… loaded much?

The action starts again at the SB, he throws in half his stack, $50, and the HJ Snap calls. I hesitate for a second and fold my aces. I folded my first live pocket rockets. /cry

Turn:

SB Shoves, MP Calls.

River:

MP Shows:
SB Shows:

The dude ended up flopping a royal on a board that was never supposed to happen, and I got out about as good as I could have, dodged a freight train.

Was worth it happening just for the bad beat story.

I have the answer to all three of your questions.

No, the Padawan is not dead.
Yes, referring to myself in third person is pretentious and I won’t continue to do so.
And finally no, I won’t continue making self-fulfilling prophecies in question form on my blog causing conundrums and enigmas and the like.

But it’s fun to do so once.

Skelm decided to take me on a little holiday in Vegas to network, play some poker and have a break from life, and being working class, I’m not one to turn down a free lunch. It was my first time out of Australia and it was a blast, 7 days of drinking, gambling, and seeing the sights of the city.

It was also my first live game experience so it was quite daunting dealing with American accents, working out how the hell tipping works and trying to balance a decent poker game. I came out a little bit down on chips, but ended up with an awesome bad beat story that Skelm puts in the ‘epic’ catagory, it was so incredible I’m going to dedicate a whole post to it.

Anyway, I’m back on track with the learning, again.

Feet don’t fail me now.