The Final Table, Times Two
Friday, April 27th, 2007Tuesday was my day to rage solo. I unexpectedly had the afternoon off from work while Pauly was down at Bellagio all day covering the WPT Championships. After grabbing a late breakfast with him at the Cafe Bellagio (I went for the lobster omelet and suggest you do the same) he adjourned to media row in the Fontana Lounge while I walked back out to the Strip, contemplating what to do with my day. Obviously poker was on the agenda but the hour being not yet noon, there would be hardly any good live games running. An afternoon donkament was in order. I snagged a copy of Card Player and decided on the $60 buy-in 1 PM NLHE freezeout at Planet Hollywood.
When I arrived at the poker room, the manager informed me that the tournament start time got moved to 2 PM about 2 weeks ago, so I bought into the only cash game running at the time, $3-6 LHE. The lineup consisted mostly of players waiting for the tourney to start, including a piss-drunk German tourist with stringy blonde hair who played every single hand. He was still awake from the night before and was still pounding Heinekens. Between him and the passive, limping tournament donkeys, the table played like a Commerce game. I won a huge pot off the German when I flopped top pair with T-7 from the small blind, turned two pair and rivered a boat. He called three bets on the river with ace high. I was praying for him to be at my tournament table. (more…)

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