I arrive early afternoon in Vegas after a 10 hour flight to the usual sauna experience while waiting for a cab.
On previous trips I have started in the downmarket Excalibur hotel but this time I am going to try another similar quality venue - the Saharah. You know what you are in for when you arrive and the best they can come up with is that the Beatles stayed in room 2333 in 1965. I get to my room and I am not disappointed (in that I am disappointed by the quality of the room) - clearly $39 per night is the right price.
So I head straight off to the Rio hotel convention centre which is where the World Series of Poker is being held. My partner in crime for the first part of the trip is Mark, who is busy hammering the 2/5 no limit game when I arrive. It is good to see has managed to persuade the locals to go for a straddle (fnar fnar).
I go to the satellite area and sign for a $225 single table satellite straight away and to the $500 mega satellite at 9pm. The single table is quite uneventful until I go all in with AK vs K7 and he catches a 7 to knock me out in 5th place. What a fish.
(hmm looks like I'd better get working on my poker glossary soon - casual readers may not know what a straddle or a fish is - try this site for now
http://www.thepokeroracle.com/s.html)
The 9pm mega satellite has 200 entrants so there are 10 seats up for grabs. I witness some atrocious play considering we have ponyed up $500. On my starting table there are 2 other Brits one of whom is a classic east end boy - his banter is a bit lost on most of our chubby american friends. His buddy is also a Londoner and when I ask him where from he says Wimbledon - I explain that I had been at Earlsfield station a mere 15 hours earlier that day - small world eh?
Essex man does not last long, calling an all in with AT - not a good idea. I scrape along, flopping a set of 8's at one point to win a medium pot and eventually knockout Mr Wimbledon when we are down to about 50 players when he moves all-in on me with AJ and I have AK.
When there are about 40 players left I get involved in a very controversial hand. Blinds are 400/800 with 100 ante. There is a very iffy looking call from mid position (no-one is calling at this point -raise or fold so he must have a monster looking for a reraise). I decide to call with A4d and so do the blinds. Pot is 4200. Flop comes Q84 rainbow. Original limper checks and I attempt to steal with a $2000 bet in case he had AK and missed or may be JJ or lower, blinds fold and limper calls. Turn is a 7. He bets $2000 and I have to call since the pot is now $10000 - may be he does have AK and I am winning! River is a J and he checks to me. The only hand I can possibly beat now is AK. He only has $6k left and I only have $4k so I think he wants me to try to bluff him off. Well I know that won't work so I just show my hand and say "I can't bet - you must be winning".
He then chucks his hand face down in the middle and when the dealer starts pushing the pot to me he complains and said I had folded. wtf - since when has been showing your huge pair of 4's been a fold? Anyway the floor man is called and of course gives me the pot - result!
I get down to the last 3 tables but the blinds are absurdly high and so I have to push. Run in to AA in the small blind when raising from the button with QT which cripples me and then shortly after my AT loses to AK, despite the dealer flopping me a T - he turns a K. Perhaps my best chance has gone?
Net cost so far $725