The high limit section was full tonight and a $2,000-4,000 with mixed in little additional limits started up right in front of me. It’s a like a bluff…I’m dealing the low limit section and right in the middle of it is this giant game. Sammy F. – Gus H. – Jim – Ted F. – Minh – and right at the end of my down, Phil I. joined the action.
I missed most of the high limit and thought I’d be skating my way through $4-8, some $15-30, $2-5 Blind NLH, and all that fun and easy stuff and there it was…the big bump in the road. Actually it wasn’t a huge bump, it was pretty easy to deal. I dealt the $500-1,000 Blind PLO and they had a cap of $70,000 on each player. Pot Limit ain’t my strong suit. As soon as they have a pot and one bets the pot and the other raises and now we have to figure out how much he can actually put in to honor the cap – I just sort of look at them and go…”So how much?” It works pretty well for me as none of them give me a hard time.
Sammy was directly across from me and he was giving Gus his phone numbers. Gus was putting them into his cell phone. Sammy stated, “I had to change my numbers…”
I laughed and asked, “Got tired of me calling you, huh?”
Serious as hell, as if we were having coffee and talking a business deal, he replied, “No. It’s just that everyone started calling me.”
Well I had to laugh a little harder…of course I don’t have his numbers and I’ve never tried to call him.
This game was in the corner, table 12, bordered by two $4-8 holdem games. The players in those two games got the show of their lives watching the action unfold with mega millions on the table and the tv stars sitting right next to them. Before I left for the night, Jennifer and Chau had joined the action.
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My young friends Ramsey and Justin are in town. They always check in with me, especially Ramsey…he tells me tales of his poker plays, plus we email each other now and then about life in general. They were ramming and jamming it up in a $4-8 game on Tuesday night, right at the end of my shift. They’d played $15-30 all night and were getting ready to go out for a drink with Sirpa, one of our dealers.
The boys hit the $4-8 game to play with their friends and it turned into one of those noisy, slam a shot, raise in the dark, screamer kind of games. That’s where I spent my last down that night. Just as I was entering the game, they were preparing to leave. It was Justin’s Button and they (and all their friends) had vowed to play through their button before they left. That hand got max raised with about six way action. The Flop and Turn found the same chaotic chip action as pre-flop. And on the River, I believe Justin still got four callers as he turned over A-A. They were good. Huge pot!.
They were all doing some kind of shot and the toast, “L-O-V-E-L-Y!” would roar from all their mouths. Who knows what it meant or where it came from. Five of them managed to get racked up and finally left the game and when they went, so did the game. It worked out well for me as I got a double bust out.
Ramsey and Justin were in my first game tonight – $15-30 holdem. Amazing how resilient youth is. They were drinking and laughing, gambling and stacking chips but neither one of them looked as if they’d done anything other than Sandman Land the night before.