Over the past 7 years I’ve been very hot and cold about poker. I either play way more than I should, or not all all. For example, when I first moved back to Vegas in April I was spending at least 4 hours every day in the poker rooms. Most days it was more like 8 or even 10. One night during a crazy winning session I spent 30 hours straight there. This wouldn’t be a big deal if I was a professional player, but I have a life and other responsibilities with work, etc. After a while though I got pretty sick of it and it’s been months since I’ve set foot in a poker room, until last night that is.
Sean Gibson, who writes for us on Poker News Daily, lives about an hour up the road from our home in San Diego. When he asked if I wanted to play some poker at Oceans 11 one night this week it was hard to turn down. We ended up playing in the nightly $55 tournament which gets close to 50 players. Of course we added a $10 last longer bet to make thing more interesting. That basically meant that i could care less about anything but winning that $10 bet.
It was great seeing Sean, but I quickly remembered why I’ve been taking a break from poker the past few months. I spent the first hour of the tournament playing literally only one hand. I was getting dealt 8 3 and 8 2 over and over again and it was like watching paint dry. I’m not complaining at all as I know it’s part of the game, I just hate sitting there for that long doing nothing. I finally got dealt aces and tripped up right before the first break. I was all in against JJ and KJ, that is how weak the competition is in that room.
I made it to the 3rd hour limping along when I got dealt KK and promptly got all-in against two more players. Ironically, I was up against the same two hands as my last all in, JJ and KJ. This time a J peeled off right in the window and I was done. It really pissed me off because I would have been chip leader at that point (at my table) and had an opportunity to win the last longer bet.
It was really painful giving Sean the $10, but it was also a relief not having to listen to the lady sitting next to me any longer. She was totally drunk and just wouldn’t shut the hell up. It got worse and worse as the tournament went on and she became the laughing stock of the entire poker room. The problem was it was right in my ear! Again, now I remember why I’m on poker “hold” right now.
Regardless it was a great time last night and I’m looking forward to catching up with Sean for dinner on Friday night.