“Am I in Vegas or a sweet shop in Thornton Heath?”

WSOP Blog 2009 Day 4

There are 2 tourneys today, both $2,500 but the afternoon one is six-handed so I opt for that. I bike ride for 1hr 20 mins in the gym, then lounge around the pool before heading off to the Rio at 4.30pm. Like a doughnut I find out this tourney is Limit! OMG I hate the game, so I decide to get a refund and play some cash at the Venetian.

There is a $5-$10 PLO that’ll do, so I sit with $5k. There are local guys and two German pros who I know. I can honestly say that my cards were so dead for about an hour and half that even I couldn’t find a raise. I decided not to panic as I have 5 or 6 hours to burn and ordered some food to eat table side (this is something I don’t normally do, I like to sit properly when I eat). I have been playing for nearly 3 hours and I am down to $3,350.

There is one local guy who raises everything that moves. When I pick up Ah Qh 5c 4c and raise in position 3, he pots me I think why not? I am going to represent AA-xx so I re-pot him. There is another guy in the middle who started the hand with $1,700. Now he’s all in and the original raiser moves all in with his $8,000 stack…oops! I have completely messed this up, but hey – I have to call now. Sure enough I river a heart for the nuts and win a $9k pot. Very nice “Raiser” I think, ha-ha.

10 minutes later I get a call from Devilfish wanting to go out. That was all I needed so I upped and went.

The Fish got a dance-floor table in Pure which is the club in Caesars Palace (nice place).

I met him and Michael Greco over there and in we went. We shared a table with a guy and his daughters who had a poker club in Montreal.

Well, seven half-litre bottles of Grey Goose later and I was all over the place (I hadn’t had a drink for 4 days). I will post a few of the pictures we took – the funniest was Devilfish dancing up on a podium to Lady Gaga’s poker face…….ha-ha brilliant!

The night is not entirely done yet, I got back to my hotel and remember stumbling through the casino floor trying to find the elevators. I stopped at a roulette table, where there was lots of noise going on. I pulled out $400 and put it on 8. The dealer says it’s $200 maximum, so I asked him: “Am I in Vegas or a sweet shop in Thornton Heath?” No one knew what the hell I was on about, but I moved $200 on to 10 and yes you’ve guessed it, 10 pops in. Luvvly jubbly, another $7k in the posh.

So although no poker at the Rio today I still showed another $10k or so profit after last nights excursions.

Night night from me.

Ian Frazer