Borgata Trip Report

[sublime]

Okay kids here it is, what you have not been waiting for and will soon forget. The JoeTall/Sublime trip to the Borgata casino in lovely Atlantic City. (WARNING: I will not edit this, so if the spelling is bad I am SORRY)

Thursday 6pm:
Sublime picks up JoeTall at his home in Worcester Ma (go buy THE Adam Sandler CD if you are not familier with this place, Toll Booth Willie ROCKS). JoeTall gets in the car with some weird contraption that looks like a tracking device and attaches something to the roof of my car. He says its satelitte radio and I breathe a sigh of relief.
We plan to cut the trip in half and stop at the Fox and get a 4-5 hour session in and stay at a local 1.5 star motel.

7pm Thursday:
We arrive at the Fox. Joe is going to drive down to the motel and check us in while I run into the poker room and add our names to the list. I proceed to get out of the car and run into the poker room, while Joe screams "Heyyyyyyy". I realize that i still have the car keys in my hand and that Joe is causing a traffic jam, so i run back and hand him the keys. Whew! [img]/images/graemlins/cool.gif[/img]

The Fox games are always good and I have a great session and start the trip off on a good note. Joe says he is card cold and decides to stop playing, I follow suit and we head to the motel. (ohh yeah, I hit on the waitress. This will happen during EVERY session this weekend BTW)

FlagShip Motel, Friday 2 AM:

Two beds. Clean toilet. TV. This place gets my nod of approval.

FlagShip Motel 6:45am: Joe tells me he cant sleep. I have an ass explosion brewing and we decide to grab breakfast and hit the road.

(Note: no more time/day notes. It was one big blur from this point on)

We drive. Joe likes hes satelitte radio. I think it rocks also. We discuss poker, women and baseball. Typical male road trip. Ohh yeah, I have to pee, like constantly.

New Jersey turnpike/GS parkway:

What the fcuk is with all the tolls? No really. I decide to get soem answers from the next collector. Here is the scene.

Me: Hi sir
TBC: Blank stare
Me: When is the next tollboth?
TBC: Blank stare
Me: I really cant wait for the next tollboth
TBC: Blank stare

I still dont have answers [img]/images/graemlins/mad.gif[/img]

FINALLY! Welcome to Atlantic City!

We enter the Borgata and proceed to the check in desk. I hit on the check in-chick and am amazed at the willpower female casino employees seem to have. I think Joe is even more amazed at my persistance.

The Room:
Fcuking nice. You even get your own private potty, seperate from the main bathroom. (side note: Joe has a habit of picking 2+2ers who clog the toilet)

The Poker Room:

Sweet. This place reminds me of the Bellagio, but a little nicer. It is connected to the Racebook, which is filled with the most degenerate type of gamblers klnown to man IMO.

I INSTANTLY notice how hot the waitstaff is. I mean WOW!

I put my name on the 10/20 list and Joe puts his on the 20/40. I am seated first at a very LAG table. Two guys are jabbering back and forth and I kind of enjoy the atmosphere. At Foxwoods, the tables are usually popultaed with Nits. (nits = miserable people, usually older men)

I am asked for a "time charge" and almost poop in my pants. The look of puzzlement on my face HAS to be +EV. "WTF is this" I ask? The dealer informs me I must pay $5 per every half hour I am seated. I say, "this doesnt sound right" and proceed to hand the dude a red chip. I then fold and seek out Tall. He is talking to Barry (sans pick shirt) and tells me its OK. It might even be better than raked pots. The look on my face must say it all and Joe assures me it will be OK.

I sit back down and notice within 2 orbits that I am probably the best player at the table (I say this not as a pat on the back to myself, but a note to the people on here who arent sure if they can beat certain games. If you just read this site and REALLY try to become better, you WILL be a top player at most mid limit LIVE games. Well on the east coast anyways)

I look over at Joe and notice he looks very excited. I think to myself "well this is the first time he has seen me play live" and go ask him whats up. He tells me he might play 40/80. I tell him go for it, just make sure you are at the top of your game (this will be a funny statement that I should have remembered at about 5 am on saturday, but I will get to that)

Joes 40/80 game never gest going, but he sits at a Pot Limit game that sounds VERY entertaining.

The room:

We take a nap.

The resteraunt:
Joe forces me to eat sushi. I oblige. I enjoy. We see a guy with a mohawk and tattos on the side of his head. He is one big fcker. I ask the waiter if I HAVE to use chopsticks. He laughs, so does Joe. I was serious [img]/images/graemlins/shocked.gif[/img]

Poker Room:

Silence. Two pros are in a $3000 pot limit hand. Guy just bet $1500 on a board of xQx77 (no flush or likely straight)

The bluffee peeks at his cards. AQo. He waits and squirms and talks to himself. He folds. Face up. Very tense situation. I wait around and see if the guy wants my opinion on what I would have done. He must be scared and doesnt ask.

Later on the that night I hear the bluffer telling somebody he had QT.

Joe gets in a 20/40 game, I am back in a 10/20. We both comment on how good the games are. I hit on the waitress, and any female dealers under 30. I see a act of aggression. Some guy crumbles up the ace of spades and throws it in the middle of the table. I laugh. Guy looks at me, pissed. Dude is escorted out (side note: at Foxwoods they would give this guy a free jacket, the Borgata is top notch)

Saturay: This will be a VERY long day of playing for me that started at about 12pm. Joe was up a little earlier and is already playing when I wake up at noon. I proceed to play ok poker all afternoon and we both take a dinner break.

I am at a new game in the high limit room. There is a post-it pad in front of me and put it in my cup holder. I am VERY cold carded and probably play 1-2 hands in the span of 2 hours. I decide to write on a post it that I demand AA. I post in on my head. Whole table (except 1-2 nits) erupt in laughter. Joe looks over and shakes his head. I get 63o the next hand. I then change the request to "I want 63o" and post in on my head. I get 74o and give up. Ohh yeah, I had a set of aces cracked.

I met Buckshot. Seems cool.

Poker room 5am:

I try and get into Joes 20/40 game. It was shorthanded and contained two feeders. Floor dude move me to another table that has less players. I ask Joe if I can play with these dudes. He says sure. VERY aggressive 5 handed, but I feel better than just about all of them. Dude that Tall describes as VERY goold sits down. I can feel my EV drop. I make a BAD turn call. I drop 10bb's. PALE white dude that looks like a chubby Rob Schnieder sits down. I witness an advanced hand.

Mooney(TAG, Joes buddy) open raises two off button 6 handed, folded to Schnider who 3-bets. Mooney caps. Its heads up.

Flop is JxJ. Mooney bets. RS calls.

Turn is 7. Mooney bets. RS calls.

River is blank. Mooney bets. RS raises, Mooney calls. RS turns over 77.

I Get up and leave.

Joe tells me that Mooney is great player and Rob Schnider is probably pne of the best players in the casino.

Just like Dr Al says. Make sure you are at the top of your game when you take a stab at a higher limit. Preferabbly at the end of a 14 hour day.

I proceed to clog the toilet and sleep for 14 hours.

Joe plays till 3pm the next day.

Sunday night:

I have a good session and some the closest I have come to nailing a waitress. REAL close. What a knockout.

The ride home:

Joe farts. A lot.

We end up going over GW bridge and Joe tells me to get ready for the toll. I grab $1.00 in change and Joe repeats that i need to get ready for the toll. I just think he needs sleep and ignore him. I hand the TBC $1.00 and get another blank stare. I look at the sign and it says $6.00. I poop my pants. I say "$6.00?????" Finally a TBC speaks and he says "Hell yeah" with no comedy intended.

Joe doesnt like the AC on. He says it is not good for the immune system. We stop so I can pee, and he lights up a cigarette.

Joes House:
Nice pad. Very Nice TV.

Thats it.

Joe/Barry, feel free to add.

Anybody from the Garden State care to chime in on the toll booth issue?

[sfer]

Nice report, dude. Next time you guys go PM me and I'll try to catch a bus down there. I might be heading up to the 'Woods the weekend of 10/16 if you're around.

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We end up going over GW bridge and Joe tells me to get ready for the toll. I grab $1.00 in change and Joe repeats that i need to get ready for the toll. I just think he needs sleep and ignore him. I hand the TBC $1.00 and get another blank stare. I look at the sign and it says $6.00. I poop my pants. I say "$6.00?????" Finally a TBC speaks and he says "Hell yeah" with no comedy intended.

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Welcome to New York.

High school summers heading to the beach were always through the Garden State Parkway. The tolls are best handled by not slowing down.

[sublime]

I might be heading up to the 'Woods the weekend of 10/16 if you're around.

Of course

[Joe Tall]

I still think the line of the weekend was when Barry, Buckshot and I were talking about a Mid/High post when you walked up and asked what we were doing. I then told you about the post and you said, "I don't slum in Mid/High." Priceless!

You should have included some of the hands you played, like the one where you capped, "for value" w/KQs in EP. You should have brought that LAG to the short 20 game, you may have made score then!

Peace,
Joe Tall

[B00T]

The F'n worst is how the lanes are numbered but you have no idea what number corresponds to what type of toll.

You get in a numbered lane like 1/4 mile before the toll yet still have no idea if you are g00t. EZ-Pass is essential, espeically where there are no slowdown lanes that arent even tolls (just the scanner jobs mounted on top of a bootleg Gateway to the West.

[nolanfan34]

Great report. I like this part the best.

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Joe doesnt like the AC on. He says it is not good for the immune system. We stop so I can pee, and he lights up a cigarette.

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Hilarious.

Good luck with the waitresses in the future, I know you can do it.

[Barry]

Let's see...

Nice flight down, friendly cab driver to the hotel. Love the hotel and the Borgata Babe's.

Cold decked most of the weekend, played too long, my play varied between OK and bad, partly due to first two, got out played by Joe a few times, met Mr. and Mrs Buckshot (really nice folks).

Nice cab ride back to the airport. Cops all around the airport as some hotels were bringing in workers from Tunica to replace the strikers.

Beautiful flight home and slept in the next day.

[Joe Tall]

Mr. and Mrs Buckshot (really nice folks).

Very nice people indeed and good luck to them w/their micro-limit player on the way!

Great seeing you Barry we have to limit our session eventhough the games are that great to play in.

Peace,
Joe Tall

[Barry]

Let's see, our daughter is known as Angel Guppy after her Mom, Angel Fish. What would buckshot's offspring be known as...?

BB?

[scrub]

EZ pass is crucial. Especially now that they have the nifty EZ pass express lane...

scrub