The Poker Mutant will be retiring (mostly) from poker on 1 January. This is the latest installment in his thrilling countdown to the End of Times.
After I got to the hotel last night, I spent some time figuring out what my plans for Sunday were going to be. Aside from the 1pm and 7pm tournaments at the Venetian, I didn’t know of anything else more than just something to play in town my last day.
First off, I fired up WSOP.com to see what was on their schedule. Right off the bat I noticed there was a $100K GTD at 3pm for a $320 buyin, and a $50K NLHE 6-Max at 6pm. Both of them had satellites, an important point for the $50K, because the buyin was $1K. So my initial plan was to maybe play some cash, come back to the hotel early in the afternoon for the online tournaments, and get up at 4am for my flight.
Before I went to sleep, I payed a small tournament and some low stakes cash.
Best laid plans.
I could have gone to church this morning but I’ve never gone to church, so that would be weird. Instead it’s breakfast at @DennysDiner and #BOGO screwdrivers to start the day. Also got an orange juice and a bit of a surprise when I thought it came before the screwdriver. pic.twitter.com/jzOgZ5r8Wx
— Poker Mutant (@pokermutant) December 30, 2018
The first part went fine. Breakfast, unexpected morning drinking, a handy cab for a ride to the Orleans, and relatively short waiting to get onto a 1/3 table, then an opening 15 minutes later in 4/8 Omaha Hi-Lo. I came out after a couple of hours with about enough to cover my cab ride over, though not the Lyft back. Got set up for the WSOP.com 10-Seat GTD NLHE Satellite for the $100K. Got in for two buyins but didn’t want to do a third, so I relaxed until the actual $100K GTD started.
This one was a little painful, I laid down what would have been the winning hand in an early all-in when I would have tripled up, then busted out on a hand where we got all in on a run turn after I’d made a flush against a set, only to have him get a full house on the river. I don’t know if these things have seemed more painful because I’d rather be going out on an up note but they are really pissing me off in a way they usually don’t.
I decided to leave the room and headed back to the Venetian for Event #17 $30K NLHE. Kao Saechao was still in Day 2 of the $260K GTD. I got into the tournament late (precisely at 4:20, I noted to the table, most of whom were older than me and nobody admitted to understanding) with the hope that I could repeat the early success of my late buyin from yesterday, but it was not happening. I was out by 6pm.
So it was to the 1/2/5 PLO cash game for me. For about an hour. And that’s how my poker time in Las Vegasis is going to come to and end. Bang and whimper.