$80-$160 Holdem with a Must Move game tonight. The room was fairly quiet but the games are still good. Lots of action and new faces. Maybe they’re practicing for Bellagio’s big tournament that kicks off with satellites on the 31st of this month. What ever the case may be, they are there, armed with chips, and ready to fire. Don’t miss it!

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The last post on the Omaha 8 or Better game still needs fleshing out and filling in…to leave it as it is would be almost like kissing your sister when in actuality you wanted that hot, young thing down the street. So…

Jeff started out at the Mirage playing $4-$8 Omaha 8 or Better. It was quite a few years before he moved up to $10-$20. He always wore the same long sleeved, flannel looking shirts and baggy pants and at one point was worried that he was going to be kicked out because some players had complained about his appearance and his play. He solicited all the friendly dealers he could to stand up for him if they were asked about his behavior in the game.

He won consistently for a long period of time and placed in some major tournaments and then one day the cards broke even or karma got him or life turned around or some such nonsense. Now he always makes comments about how long it’s been since he won and how much he’s lost and how other players would go crazy if they ran like he did.

He’s also picked up another little obnoxious habit…when it’s his turn to act and he checks, he puts his whole hand out and does a ‘four fingers meet the thumb’ move like he’s implying someone’s talking too much. It’s extremely exaggerated and looks ridiculous. His speech is always rapid fire and hard to understand if you try to listen to each individual word. And he’s obsessed with food. Needless to say, the Food Slut Fairy has his number.

He always hoarded his pennies and tips a few of us dealers about $3 to $4 a year. It caught up with him recently. He was playing in a $30-$60 Holdem game and one player was all-in. He bet on the River, when it was heads up action for a side pot, and the other player folded. Jeff pitched his hand and the dealer shoved it into the muck before pushing the side pot to Jeff. Jeff had the best hand and would have won both pots but the dealer never gave Jeff a chance to retrieve his hand. The dealer only did his job but he might not have been so hasty if Jeff had ever given him a $1 tip in the last four and half years. This is not a ‘tip justification’ statement nor siding with the dealer or Jeff, just the facts.

Gotta be careful, sometimes when you mess with the bull, you get the horn. Wow! Times up for the day so the story will continue at another time.

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This post is done by Chanzes – during the time period that I took a break from posting in the Diary.