So, in Vegas for work.  Yes, I know, it’s pretty sweet.  However, while most people think that ‘working’ in Vegas involves minimal effort and maximum debauchery I’m afraid that for me work means work, and hefty hours of it.  However, there are worse places in the world to work than Vegas and I have no problem with that in the slightest.

On the poker front, which is what this blog is about after all, I stayed at the Aria – the brand new casino on the Strip near Bellagio which has cost everyone an absolute mega-fortune at precisely the time of the worst financial downturn most of us have ever seen.  I was keen to play in it’s plush new poker room, but the game is $1-$3 and that’s not me.  Particularly how down I am on my game right now.  I did check it out tho, does look nice.  I headed out to Caesars, to find that they have replaced their $1-$2 game with $1-$3 as well, I think there’s a trend – more action, more rake etc.

Anyway, I didn’t get to play until the night before flying home.  I was very tired, and to be honest I played purely because I couldn’t really face the idea of being in Vegas for 6 days and not playing poker even once.  So I went over to the Flamingo and promptly dusted off $200 in about 3 hours.  I started playing quite well, without winning, and didn’t get involved in a big hand for ages.  I then lost a big pot when my flopped 2-pair with A-10 was out-done by a jack on the turn, giving my opponent a bigger 2-pair.  Then I lost to guy who called a pre-flop raise in 2nd position with A-2.  Then the tiredness caught up with me and I pretty much made a conscious decision to tilt-off the rest   Yes, I ‘decided to tilt’.  I do get very frustrated and annoyed, but it never affects my play, except that very occasionally I just decide to let it affect my play, and now was one of those times.  I ignored the Harrington in my head, and I when I left the table I couldn’t even remember what the hand was that had beaten the 2-pair I made on the river.

I headed to the Wynn at midnight to meet Bearded Mike, over from Florida for March Madness, (the biggest sports betting event of the year), and had cigars & white russians until 3am.  That was much more fun.  The moral?  Don’t play tired.  Proper poker to follow in Vegas in June.

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