Bike mini-trip Report

[private joker]

Patrick del Poker Grande is in town for the week on business, so I met up with him at the Bike for some red-hot poker action.

When I got there, I found Patrick at a $100 NL table. I chose not to bring him a cowbell as a gag gift, because although I thought of the idea a few days ago and knew it would be funny, in actuality I am cheap and lazy.

We played for one orbit at NL. I got AQo in the SB and there were 3 limpers. The last time I played NL (and I've only played twice before in my life), it was $200 and the blinds were 2/5. I saw the limpers each toss in a yellow chip, so thinking the BB was $5, I made it $20 to go. Everyone looked at me weird and folded.

Then I realized I was a moron and overbet the pot by raising 7x the BB -- they're 2/3 at this limit. [img]/images/graemlins/blush.gif[/img]

Patrick then went all in and flopped top two on a KQx board; unfortunately his opponent had JTs, and turned both a straight and a flush.

We moved over to the 8/16 limit game, which is much more fun and easy. As we waited for a table, the floor started acting insane. Our names would flash on the monitor that seats were open, but no seats would be open. And then when there was a seat, a guy from across the casino, who is handling the blue-chip games and Omaha starts calling out the initials. We would wave our arms and shout across the casino, but he wouldn't look over and move on to the next person on the list. But it didn't matter because we were standing right next to the floormen and the actual open seats.

I scoped out the three 8/16 tables during the wait, and discovered a guy I knew from before. He plays there all the time. He wears black wrap-around shades and a huge sombrero. He's a LAG. I told Patrick, "watch this guy if you get to sit at his table. He sucks, and he's the type of dude who will bet the river, and then when you call he insta-mucks his bluff."

Anyway, eventually we got seated, and a few minutes later we managed to sit at the same table, with one player in between us -- Sombrero LAG. Sure enough, 15 minutes into play he bet a river, and when he was called, goes "Good call" and showed Patrick and me his 95s for the 9-high (He had raised PF with it).

Patrick then proceeds to demolish the table hand after hand, up close to 2 racks after some time. I'm doing quite the opposite.

I put money in post-flop a grand total of 4 times. The first was my very first hand, AJ in the BB. I flopped an ace and took it down on the turn.

Then I folded for an hour. Then I got QJ in the SB and a guy who was a total LAG PF and seemed pretty okay post-flop raised and I called and Patrick called in the BB with JJ. Flop was AQx, and I bet out, using my image to represent an A. Patrick folded, and LAG raised. I called, turned a gutshot, and rivered a brick. I had to fold the river, but then he turned over 65s for the stone cold bluff. Joker is owned. [img]/images/graemlins/blush.gif[/img] What made this funny, though, was how the Bluffer, who was this body-building meathead with his ugly girlfriend sweating him, gave me a look when he showed his bluff. He tilted his chin up and frowned, in one of those "Whatchu gonna do about it, sucka?" kinda looks. Totally posturing for his girl. It was pretty funny, but I couldn't really laugh at him at the table.

Another week later I get QQ and the bluffer limp-reraises me after Patrick gets caught for 2SBs. Patrick folds to my cap and we're 3-handed to the flop along with a loose gambooler in the BB. Flop is Q9x with two clubs. Checked to me, I bet. Both call. Turn is a 8[img]/images/graemlins/club.gif[/img]. Checked to me, I bet, both call. River is T[img]/images/graemlins/diamond.gif[/img].

Now the BB bets out. Bluffer folds and I pay off (He didn't have a Jack, but he did have 53 of clubs).

I'm stuck a rack now. Then I get 33 UTG+1. I limp, and Sombrero LAG raises. Old Man Rock in the BB calls. Fishy UTG calls and I call.

4 to the flop, which is AQ3. W000t. We all check to Sombrero who bets, OMR calls, UTG calls, I check-raise, Sombrero calls, OMR now 3-bets, UTG folds, I smooth-call, Sombrero calls.

Turn comes K. OMR bets, I raise, Sombrero cold-calls, OMR calls. River brings another 3. OMR bets out, I raise, Sombrero folds, OMR 3-bets... Whoa! He filled up? That's awesome -- if he has AA, that means Aces Full is gonna lose to Quads. At Commerce, that's a Jackpot. I look at the board which reads that the 8/16 Jackpot is a cool $34,000.

I tremble my hands 4-betting the river, and OMR calls me. I say, "Sir, If you have aces, we've got a jackpot!" I quickly flip up my quads and he flips up AA. Like a complete douchebag, I stand up and yell "Jackpot!" and clap my hands. First time I've ever done that. Unfortunately, that was when I realized I was at the Bike. You need to have aces full of TENS or better losing to quads. Uh... oops. [img]/images/graemlins/blush.gif[/img] Instead of winning 17 grand, the Old Man Rock just lost a huge pot.

I scoop up my chips and we both rack out a few hands later; I'm up 3BBs, Patrick is up a ton. And so it goes at the Bike. What it needed was more cowbell.