CrackerZack
09-02-2003, 11:40 AM
Well, I made the trip up to Mohegan for the rooms final weekend and also got to meet 2+2ers JTG51 and JoeU monday before we left, as I was leaving, JoeU asked if I was posting a trip report, which I think was half sarcastic, but either way, it seemed like a good idea. And since others have enjoyed posting things or pictures about big wins, I figure I'm entitled to do the same. So without further adieu...
After bugging a few friends about heading up for the final weekend (including 2+2er MaxPower) and being shot down by all, me and the girlfriend get in the car sunday around 4 and head up to Mohegan Sun. (Note to self: need to get GF a cool name like Angelfish or something like that...i'm open to suggestions) We get to our close proximity hotel, check-in, I rush her out the door and we get to the room around 6. About 20-25 tables are going with long lists for most. The casino decided to cut staff since they're closing even though its a holiday weekend, brilliant. Anyway, the I put my name on the 5-10 kill list (2 tables) and the 3-6 list (3 tables), and am surprised there is no 10-20 going, but there is 20-40...too rich for my blood, GF puts herself on the 1-3 HE list (2 tables) and we head out for food since we're both about 20 on each list. Return an hour later, she has just been crossed off and I'm 2nd on both lists. She goes up to tell them she was just missed, the guy asks where she was, I start to blurt out, "in the bathroom" but she cuts me off with, "getting food in the territory". Her name gets placed at the bottom of the list instead of next, rookie /images/graemlins/smile.gif
After about 20 mins I get called to the 5-10 kill game, she sits and waits for at least 90 mins, so she'll exit this story for a while. The game is its usual lovely self. Loose PF, sometimes passive, sometimes aggressive depending on who is where. And no one paying attention to anything. I buy in for $300. I once played this game for 4 hours on a saturday night, and played exactly 4 hands, QQ, KK, AQ and AA in that order. I won all 4 pots as each went 5 handed even with me raising. I won 180 that night. Back to tonight, it has the same level of cluelessness but the cards are smiling on me. I'm hitting flops, and having big pairs hold up, and nearly every pot is killed. After about 3.5 hours, I'm up about 300 and am trying to get the last few red chips to complete my 3-2-1 pyramid of stacks outward from the rail. At this time 2 players bust out and the floor comes over and tells the dealer to lock up those seats. Seemed normal enough until 15 minutes later we still don't have any new players and there are plenty of people hovering by the front desk waiting to play. Someone grabs a passing floorman and asks him whats up. The tribe, in all their infinite idiocy, cut the late night staff even more, and with many of these people losing their jobs on tuesday, even more are calling in sick. We're informed they have 24 dealers scheduled to leave at 2 am, and only 4 coming in, and very few agreed to work OT. Great. So they're not seating anyone in an attempt to break the tables. At this table, there is only one person who I wouldn't play heads up, and he's on my immediate left, where I like him. The 8 of us continue on. Shorthanded play is a gem. I have very little practice shorthanded but against this lineup, I love the chance to practice. I proceed to shred the table. 2 more people bust out in an hour with me taking a nice share of it and we're down to 6. Undaunted we go on. I raise in the c/o with QJo and am called by the SB only. Flop come T98 rainbow YAHTZEE! and I'm trying to decide if I feel more like Johnny Chan or Chris Moneymaker in the WSOP (ok, exaggeration but I was running good and feeling good) when the SB bets into me. she's been real passive so I know she has a hand here but would try to C/R a set (as she has like 4 times tonight) so I'm figuring she's got top pair or 2 pair. Anyway, to make a long story short, i call the flop, call the turn (6 rainbow complete), raise the river (K), get 3-bet and 5 bet before she stops. I didn't see her hand but the guy next to her said only hand that can beat you when I tabled mine, so i'm guessing J7s (not out of her range of SB defending hands). We bust her a few hands later and then her neighbor around 2 am also and we're down to 4. After a round one of the guys asks the floor to move to 1-3 and they let him since it'll break our game and their are 3 open seats in the other game. We draw for seats and I rack up my 2 full racks of red with 3 stacks in the 3rd rack, a stack of white and some stragglers of both colors. yeah baby!
Its now about 2:20 in the morning and I'm getting a bit tired. This game isn't quite as good but there is still a ton of money on the table and one lady on a major rush raising all sorts of crap, especially when she's the kill blind and catching everything. Her and the other mad bluffer manage to push me out of a pot I would've won on my first orbit before I had any read on them but I got some back later. After another hour, I'm tired, GF is tired and down a bit in the 1-3 game, so we rack up and head out. $1415 cashier says... I love you too.
Next morning, after crappy sleep in the hard bed, pop up feeling like a kid on Xmas morning. I love being this close to card rooms. We head out and get to the room around noon. Lines are semi long but there are only 1 of each game going and again no 10-20. We put our names in and head out from breakfast. When we return there are now 2 3-6 games and 2 1-3s but still only one 5-10 and the lineup is tougher than usual with 4 regulars in it. Still beatable, but not its usual easy self. She's first up on 1-3, I'm 2nd on 5-10. She gets called in 2 mins and sits down. I wait about 2 mins with no movement, checking out the stacks at the table and not feeling confident in my wait. They open a new 3-6 game so I go plop down in that. The game was alright the guy on my right was actually the first up on the 5-10 list, but after losing about 150 at 3-6 he isn't so sure he wants the seat. I play for about 3 uneventful hours, and finally get called after losing 31 in the 3-6. The 5-10 is still filled with the regulars and is really doing little more than feeding the rake. There is one semi-regular who I have never seen before but everyone knows him and calls him cowboy. The only cowboy thing about him is a miniature stetson cowboy hat he has on the table. He's reading Phil Hellmuth's book at the table at times and he sure is playing like it. Its funny, the other regular basically ignore his raises. Luckily I'm between him and the other regulars so my 3-bets of his raises get them out of the way. At one point after I sent him to the ATM to reload, he semi-accused me of isolation raising him, which I had done once, but had not been very often. I'd 3-bet him 6 or 7 times but if I was planning on open-raising my hand normally, the fact that he raised just meant I would 3-bet.
About 2 hours after I get seated I meet JTG and he says he and JoeU are playing 3-6 at my old table. We talk for a bit and he mentions he would've played my hand the same way once after I raised 3 limpers then folded for 1 bet on the flop. I felt a little less weak tight /images/graemlins/smile.gif JoeU was wearing a Syracuse Orangemen fleece, I like him already. I wanted to play a little with them, but it took me nearly 3 hours to get into this game and the 3-6 list wasn't small, so I stayed put. I ventured over a couple of times and heard a funny cowboy story about him agreeing to raise PF 10 straight hands without looking at his cards to shut another player up. Seemed a lot like him. the GF was doing well in the 1-3 game until her last half hour. I guess 2 or 3 bad beats in a row didn't go over well as she came over in a huff, ranted something about cashing out (as i was posting my SB) and I said I would finish the round and we could leave. She said whatever but she had to leave the poker room, cashed out and stormed out of there. I made a comment to the table about someone not taking their bad beats well so at least we got a laugh out of it. I finished the round without playing a hand and cashed out up 158 for the 5-10 game. I stopped by to say good bye to JoeU and JTG and noticed JoeU was killing the game. I said my congrats and went off GF hunting. She wasn't outside the room and in her rant she had said something about $5 blackjack so I walked to the complete other side of the casino to find the $5 tables and retrieve her. She was calmed down and we went to cash her out. I talked her into going to the poker room cashier as there was no line and plenty at the others and we were parked over there anyway and I wanted to introduce her to JTG and JoeU but they had bolted. Oh well. It was nice meeting both of you and will see you next weekend.
I headed out around 8pm, a bit tired, a lot hungry and 1200+ richer. I'm gonna miss this room. The best part, no traffic on 95 on the way home. woo hoo.
If you made it this far, you're a trooper.
Zack
After bugging a few friends about heading up for the final weekend (including 2+2er MaxPower) and being shot down by all, me and the girlfriend get in the car sunday around 4 and head up to Mohegan Sun. (Note to self: need to get GF a cool name like Angelfish or something like that...i'm open to suggestions) We get to our close proximity hotel, check-in, I rush her out the door and we get to the room around 6. About 20-25 tables are going with long lists for most. The casino decided to cut staff since they're closing even though its a holiday weekend, brilliant. Anyway, the I put my name on the 5-10 kill list (2 tables) and the 3-6 list (3 tables), and am surprised there is no 10-20 going, but there is 20-40...too rich for my blood, GF puts herself on the 1-3 HE list (2 tables) and we head out for food since we're both about 20 on each list. Return an hour later, she has just been crossed off and I'm 2nd on both lists. She goes up to tell them she was just missed, the guy asks where she was, I start to blurt out, "in the bathroom" but she cuts me off with, "getting food in the territory". Her name gets placed at the bottom of the list instead of next, rookie /images/graemlins/smile.gif
After about 20 mins I get called to the 5-10 kill game, she sits and waits for at least 90 mins, so she'll exit this story for a while. The game is its usual lovely self. Loose PF, sometimes passive, sometimes aggressive depending on who is where. And no one paying attention to anything. I buy in for $300. I once played this game for 4 hours on a saturday night, and played exactly 4 hands, QQ, KK, AQ and AA in that order. I won all 4 pots as each went 5 handed even with me raising. I won 180 that night. Back to tonight, it has the same level of cluelessness but the cards are smiling on me. I'm hitting flops, and having big pairs hold up, and nearly every pot is killed. After about 3.5 hours, I'm up about 300 and am trying to get the last few red chips to complete my 3-2-1 pyramid of stacks outward from the rail. At this time 2 players bust out and the floor comes over and tells the dealer to lock up those seats. Seemed normal enough until 15 minutes later we still don't have any new players and there are plenty of people hovering by the front desk waiting to play. Someone grabs a passing floorman and asks him whats up. The tribe, in all their infinite idiocy, cut the late night staff even more, and with many of these people losing their jobs on tuesday, even more are calling in sick. We're informed they have 24 dealers scheduled to leave at 2 am, and only 4 coming in, and very few agreed to work OT. Great. So they're not seating anyone in an attempt to break the tables. At this table, there is only one person who I wouldn't play heads up, and he's on my immediate left, where I like him. The 8 of us continue on. Shorthanded play is a gem. I have very little practice shorthanded but against this lineup, I love the chance to practice. I proceed to shred the table. 2 more people bust out in an hour with me taking a nice share of it and we're down to 6. Undaunted we go on. I raise in the c/o with QJo and am called by the SB only. Flop come T98 rainbow YAHTZEE! and I'm trying to decide if I feel more like Johnny Chan or Chris Moneymaker in the WSOP (ok, exaggeration but I was running good and feeling good) when the SB bets into me. she's been real passive so I know she has a hand here but would try to C/R a set (as she has like 4 times tonight) so I'm figuring she's got top pair or 2 pair. Anyway, to make a long story short, i call the flop, call the turn (6 rainbow complete), raise the river (K), get 3-bet and 5 bet before she stops. I didn't see her hand but the guy next to her said only hand that can beat you when I tabled mine, so i'm guessing J7s (not out of her range of SB defending hands). We bust her a few hands later and then her neighbor around 2 am also and we're down to 4. After a round one of the guys asks the floor to move to 1-3 and they let him since it'll break our game and their are 3 open seats in the other game. We draw for seats and I rack up my 2 full racks of red with 3 stacks in the 3rd rack, a stack of white and some stragglers of both colors. yeah baby!
Its now about 2:20 in the morning and I'm getting a bit tired. This game isn't quite as good but there is still a ton of money on the table and one lady on a major rush raising all sorts of crap, especially when she's the kill blind and catching everything. Her and the other mad bluffer manage to push me out of a pot I would've won on my first orbit before I had any read on them but I got some back later. After another hour, I'm tired, GF is tired and down a bit in the 1-3 game, so we rack up and head out. $1415 cashier says... I love you too.
Next morning, after crappy sleep in the hard bed, pop up feeling like a kid on Xmas morning. I love being this close to card rooms. We head out and get to the room around noon. Lines are semi long but there are only 1 of each game going and again no 10-20. We put our names in and head out from breakfast. When we return there are now 2 3-6 games and 2 1-3s but still only one 5-10 and the lineup is tougher than usual with 4 regulars in it. Still beatable, but not its usual easy self. She's first up on 1-3, I'm 2nd on 5-10. She gets called in 2 mins and sits down. I wait about 2 mins with no movement, checking out the stacks at the table and not feeling confident in my wait. They open a new 3-6 game so I go plop down in that. The game was alright the guy on my right was actually the first up on the 5-10 list, but after losing about 150 at 3-6 he isn't so sure he wants the seat. I play for about 3 uneventful hours, and finally get called after losing 31 in the 3-6. The 5-10 is still filled with the regulars and is really doing little more than feeding the rake. There is one semi-regular who I have never seen before but everyone knows him and calls him cowboy. The only cowboy thing about him is a miniature stetson cowboy hat he has on the table. He's reading Phil Hellmuth's book at the table at times and he sure is playing like it. Its funny, the other regular basically ignore his raises. Luckily I'm between him and the other regulars so my 3-bets of his raises get them out of the way. At one point after I sent him to the ATM to reload, he semi-accused me of isolation raising him, which I had done once, but had not been very often. I'd 3-bet him 6 or 7 times but if I was planning on open-raising my hand normally, the fact that he raised just meant I would 3-bet.
About 2 hours after I get seated I meet JTG and he says he and JoeU are playing 3-6 at my old table. We talk for a bit and he mentions he would've played my hand the same way once after I raised 3 limpers then folded for 1 bet on the flop. I felt a little less weak tight /images/graemlins/smile.gif JoeU was wearing a Syracuse Orangemen fleece, I like him already. I wanted to play a little with them, but it took me nearly 3 hours to get into this game and the 3-6 list wasn't small, so I stayed put. I ventured over a couple of times and heard a funny cowboy story about him agreeing to raise PF 10 straight hands without looking at his cards to shut another player up. Seemed a lot like him. the GF was doing well in the 1-3 game until her last half hour. I guess 2 or 3 bad beats in a row didn't go over well as she came over in a huff, ranted something about cashing out (as i was posting my SB) and I said I would finish the round and we could leave. She said whatever but she had to leave the poker room, cashed out and stormed out of there. I made a comment to the table about someone not taking their bad beats well so at least we got a laugh out of it. I finished the round without playing a hand and cashed out up 158 for the 5-10 game. I stopped by to say good bye to JoeU and JTG and noticed JoeU was killing the game. I said my congrats and went off GF hunting. She wasn't outside the room and in her rant she had said something about $5 blackjack so I walked to the complete other side of the casino to find the $5 tables and retrieve her. She was calmed down and we went to cash her out. I talked her into going to the poker room cashier as there was no line and plenty at the others and we were parked over there anyway and I wanted to introduce her to JTG and JoeU but they had bolted. Oh well. It was nice meeting both of you and will see you next weekend.
I headed out around 8pm, a bit tired, a lot hungry and 1200+ richer. I'm gonna miss this room. The best part, no traffic on 95 on the way home. woo hoo.
If you made it this far, you're a trooper.
Zack