Well, my streak in live casinos continues to pound me into the ground.
I decided for a change of scenery (Not to mention a little ride thrown in) so I headed up to Harveys. Got there about 1:00 and was immediatly seated at 3/6 holdem. There were a couple of solid players (probably local pros), but the rest were your typical calling station/easy money players. The kind you're supposed to be able to beat into the ground. The kind everyone else in the world seem to prosper off of.
The table got pretty light for a few orbits but it filled pretty quickly. I drug a couple pots early on to get up a bit. Both hands were pretty much calling "just in case" because I figured they were beaten, but I was happy to find I was wrong in both cases.
Then......I didn't get a playable hand for 2 hours. Muck, Muck, muck. Muck, muck, muck. Nothing was even tempting. GOt a couple pretty decent blind hands that missed the board by as far as you can and went back into my muck rythm.
I finally found an A9 that I decided to play. The board comes K9x. OK, let's see if I can peel off one of my 5 outs. Turn comes A. The opener bet, I raised and he calls. The river brings another blank. He checks-bet-call. I figure the pot is mine until he turns over big slick. Huh! Top 2 pair and you don't raise? Ever? Good god. He was one of the better players at the table.
Next Blind, I get a nice AJ. Flop comes Jxx. I bet-several calls. Turn:blank. I bet and get some calls. River:blank (but fills a back door flush). I bet and still get a couple calls. SInce no-one raised I liked my hand and was completly blown away when the little old calling station flip over a pair of threes, which made a set on the river. 2 outer. Thank you very much.
Very next hand I get a A7s and complete the SB. Get an A on a 2-tone flop and bet. Couple calls and a raise. I figure my Ace is behind a better one and just call. Turn: blank. Checks around. OK the raise was pushing a flush draw but I check, because there was another guy in the loop whi may have had a better Ace. He bets, I play sherrif and he flip over something like 45 which hit it's gutshot on the river - another 3. 4 outer. Gee, why am I even surprised.
Tossed in the rest of my chips chasing draws and left about 5:00 down 1 rack. Why is it when I decide to just play out the rest of my "free" orbit that I get hands that need to be played? I was gonna walk away with the $30 I had left, but I suddenly got a bunch of worthy hands to chase.
4 hours, 2 wins, 2 suck outs. I'm begining to wonder just what it is about this game that I like.
I did manage to get a couple of "free" sandwhiches that they brought out for the dinner crowd which saved me dinner money.
To add injury ot insult, I dumped my bike coming home (another version of road trip I guess) on Scott road. I'm fine, the bike is basically fine (unless you count $1000 worth of cosmetic damage - fkn chrome!) and my day was completed when I got home and sat through a couple more hours of on-line torture.
Harvey's rake is pretty steep (%10) but not real bad. The dealers were competent and freindly. The drink servers were pretty hard to find (even if I just wanted a freakin' water and it took me about 20 minutes to figure out how to get back to the parking lot.
I decided for a change of scenery (Not to mention a little ride thrown in) so I headed up to Harveys. Got there about 1:00 and was immediatly seated at 3/6 holdem. There were a couple of solid players (probably local pros), but the rest were your typical calling station/easy money players. The kind you're supposed to be able to beat into the ground. The kind everyone else in the world seem to prosper off of.
The table got pretty light for a few orbits but it filled pretty quickly. I drug a couple pots early on to get up a bit. Both hands were pretty much calling "just in case" because I figured they were beaten, but I was happy to find I was wrong in both cases.
Then......I didn't get a playable hand for 2 hours. Muck, Muck, muck. Muck, muck, muck. Nothing was even tempting. GOt a couple pretty decent blind hands that missed the board by as far as you can and went back into my muck rythm.
I finally found an A9 that I decided to play. The board comes K9x. OK, let's see if I can peel off one of my 5 outs. Turn comes A. The opener bet, I raised and he calls. The river brings another blank. He checks-bet-call. I figure the pot is mine until he turns over big slick. Huh! Top 2 pair and you don't raise? Ever? Good god. He was one of the better players at the table.
Next Blind, I get a nice AJ. Flop comes Jxx. I bet-several calls. Turn:blank. I bet and get some calls. River:blank (but fills a back door flush). I bet and still get a couple calls. SInce no-one raised I liked my hand and was completly blown away when the little old calling station flip over a pair of threes, which made a set on the river. 2 outer. Thank you very much.
Very next hand I get a A7s and complete the SB. Get an A on a 2-tone flop and bet. Couple calls and a raise. I figure my Ace is behind a better one and just call. Turn: blank. Checks around. OK the raise was pushing a flush draw but I check, because there was another guy in the loop whi may have had a better Ace. He bets, I play sherrif and he flip over something like 45 which hit it's gutshot on the river - another 3. 4 outer. Gee, why am I even surprised.
Tossed in the rest of my chips chasing draws and left about 5:00 down 1 rack. Why is it when I decide to just play out the rest of my "free" orbit that I get hands that need to be played? I was gonna walk away with the $30 I had left, but I suddenly got a bunch of worthy hands to chase.
4 hours, 2 wins, 2 suck outs. I'm begining to wonder just what it is about this game that I like.
I did manage to get a couple of "free" sandwhiches that they brought out for the dinner crowd which saved me dinner money.
To add injury ot insult, I dumped my bike coming home (another version of road trip I guess) on Scott road. I'm fine, the bike is basically fine (unless you count $1000 worth of cosmetic damage - fkn chrome!) and my day was completed when I got home and sat through a couple more hours of on-line torture.
Harvey's rake is pretty steep (%10) but not real bad. The dealers were competent and freindly. The drink servers were pretty hard to find (even if I just wanted a freakin' water and it took me about 20 minutes to figure out how to get back to the parking lot.
