Ha! No High Limit Blues from this kid, just gamble it up, laughing and singing tourists. I listened to one local, (that I’ve never seen before but he said he lives in Vegas), in $8-$16 Holdem, tell the other players that Matt Damon and Ben Affleck play at Bellagio all the time.

I didn’t know they played there all the time…I thought it was an occasional event! My thought on someone that plays all the time would be two or three times a week. They ate it up and he held center stage during most of my down.

The only player I knew at the table, Jim, tried to sail his cards into my shoulder, from the 8s, after he’d lost the previous hand, and one of them hit the floor. I said, “Set your cards down!”

He stared off across the poker room as if I was talking to a player at the table behind him. We’ve played this little game before and he’s not a bad guy, just has his temper tantrums from time to time. I continued with, “I’m talking to you! I’m not going to try and field your cards out of the air,” as I stared right at him.

He wouldn’t give me eye contact but he settled down.

*****

Some of the $4-$8 Holdem games are incredible. The action is almost mind boggling to watch and the level of play? None – close your eyes and play your own hand because the other players have no idea what they have so how could you put them on anything?

A couple of guys in from Canada, one named Tony, were playing in one of the $4-$8 games. Tony has the most polite and gracious attitude towards players and yet he fires cards at the dealer’s hands.

I refused to dodge. My hands are always back of the rack and out of the way, he fired in his cards and they barely missed me by a millimeter. He proudly stated, “See, you didn’t even have to move!”

I said, “If I have to move, you’re in trouble.”

He did a mumbo jumbo of something like, “I’m in trouble? I missed you.”

I flatly stated, “It’s not a contest. Players and dealers should do their best to make the game run as smoothly as possible.”

He agreed but then he set his cards down about five inches from his hand and he chooses the end seat so now I have to reach – typical player bullshit. I have yet to figure out why players think it’s accepted to throw things at the dealer…that would include Missed Blind and Absent buttons, chips, cards, and insults. Throwing shit went out with the stone age and kindergarten…figure it out kids. On my last day of dealing, security will probably have to take me out of the room because I will be throwing things back.

Late in the night, I hit Table 27. Tony and his friend, Terry were in the game. Terry lost a hand to the 1s in which the 1s called to the River to make a hand. Terry mumbled, “Two outers.”

Another player asked, “Where are you from?”

Terry replied, “Ontario where we don’t draw to two outers.”

Someone else asked, “What?”

Terry again stated, “Two outers.”

The 5s, next to Terry, said, “You know, two Otters. Those little things that swim through water,” his hands did a waving motion.

I almost spit I laughed so hard. The 5s said, “Linda knows what two otters are, she’s from Montana.”

Through a gale of laughter, I said, “I sure do.”

The whole game was fun and funny. Tony was pretty relaxed, in the 8s, he was still punishing me by short dropping his cards. The 2s was a laugh a second. I wish I had a video of the game. I told them I was going to write about them here…Terry made it a point to tell me his name.