Vegas -- Mistakes at the Wynn

Stardust Hotel and Casino, Las Vegas 11/3/06

LAS VEGAS -- You look like a "Sugar bear," the cherubic woman in the Sham seat tells me.

"Heh," I say, not really knowing what to say. Now if only the blonde in the Nine seat had told me that...

Being two seats down from the blonde is what attracted me to this $2/5NL table at the Wynn. After I left the MGM Grand, it was daylight, so I came back to the Sahara and changed into my running clothes. There was a nice breeze out, so it was quite optimal.

I went by the Sahara for good measure (no NL tables open) and then went out to the sidewalk to start running. I made my way up the Strip, past the Riviera and Circus Circus and up to the Wynn.

I'd never entered the Wynn from the front door, as I'm usually entering it from the parking deck and the poker room is right inside the parking garage entrance.

"I can't decide which table I want to sit at so can you pick for me?" I ask the brush. There also were two $1/3NL tables open.

He picked $2/5, which I was happy. There was the blonde, the cherubic woman, this passive Asian guy in the One seat and me. To my left were some uber stacks but I hoped that I would be in their way as the money from these passive players flowed clockwise.

It didn't work out that way. I lost a pot when I called a raise by this tight guy on the button. I had QJs. He bet out the flop, I called and another guy called. He checked the turn and then bet $100 on the river. I was about to call, since checks on the turn followed by river bets doesn't always represent a good hand. But I looked at him and the young guy was breathing heavily. I folded and this donk to my right called with a pair of sixes. The other guy just had A high. Oh, well.

I then got in a pot with the cherubic woman. There were three in the pot and on the button I made a set of 4s. It got checked to me and so I made what looked like a button steal bet. She called.

She min raised me on the turn and I put out $100 but didn't say "raise." So the dealer took that as a call and I shut up so I wouldn't give away the strength of my hand. The woman had AJo, for a pair of Js.

The blonde had long since busted and the table was no longer fun. After an hour I started back up again, down now $20 for the trip, making it to The Venetian (didn't want to wait on a list for a game) and The Mirage, which had a bunch of old people playing.

So I made my way back down the Strip to the Sahara.