My latest Foxwoods trip wasn’t profitable but I had a good time getting away for a bit.
Wednesday
I woke up early because I was going to Foxwoods for a couple days. We originally had five of us going but at the last minute Darry had something come up so it became just me, Jon, Steve, and Dan. Four is more perfect because it makes the car ride and the room situation more comfortable.
We left around 11am and got to Foxwoods around 3pm. We checked into our rooms and walked around the casino a bit before playing some poker. In the hotel room I found a penny on the ground, and I was going to joke and ask if Dan wanted it until I saw it was heads up. So I figured that’d by my lucky penny for the trip, and after inspecting it I saw that it was a 1956 wheat penny. Later we passed by a fountain and I wondered if I would double its luck by tossing it in, or if that would negate it. I asked Steve and he said I shouldn’t push my luck so I didn’t. (Obviously I don’t believe in lucky pennies or things like that but it’s fun to indulge in it sometimes.)
The other three guys played a few tournaments as well as cash games, but I just stuck to cash. So I was largely on my own this week but I went to play poker so it didn’t matter. I decided to buy $100 in greenbirds so I could tip one if I won a big enough pot, because those are really rare to get as a dealer so I wanted to help them out.
I was happy that the table I got was one I played on before, and the open seat was in seat 5. That’s a perfect seat because I can see all the players, I’m right in front of the dealer which makes tipping easier, and I can see the cards (which are small-faced there) much better. The next day I sat in seat 6 which is the other best seat to get so I at least ran good in that.
I looked at my table and the players were all older than me, and most were middle-aged and older players which is good. There was a lot of money on the table which I like, because if I’m coming in for $300 (I was playing $1-$2) and have the most money than what’s the point? My table didn’t have a single chop in the whole 11 hours I played, and there were very few hands where someone raised and took it down pre-flop. But I like action so it was fine.
I have tons of hands I could talk about but that would take a very long time so I won’t. But I quickly noticed that people were calling down people with second pair and chasing every draw. I found myself playing a little looser or more aggressive than usual, but I didn’t think it was bad because it was cheap to see a flop and I didn’t get out of hand. I had a lot of good or good-looking hands, but I didn’t realize it until the next day when I went really cold.
So I was in for $300 and went up and down at first. I took a lot of hits throughout the night in situations where I could have won big pots. I was still above $200 though for a while until we got a new player who decided to shove all-in pre-flop a few times. The first time he did it he showed Q J, so I told myself that if I got a hand I’d take my chance to get his money. He did it again and it was folded to me, and I had AQ so I called. He had 8s and I didn’t catch so I got down to $75. I knew it’d at least be a coin-flip so I’m happy with my decision.
I had to go to the bathroom so I was going to get up and take a break but we already had two players leave so I waited. I was dealt Aces the next hand and nearly doubled-up so I was glad I stayed. Then I got up to $180 with AK so I has happy I didn’t get up just yet. But after I did I had Ac 5c on the flop of 10c 9c 6, and I bet it and was check-called. The turn was a 7 and I believe I bet again and was check-called. The river was a blank, and after the guy checked again I bluffed at it and he thought for a minute and called with a 9 and no kicker. He didn’t look like he had a read on me but was just terrible and couldn’t get away from his horrible hand. So I was right back to where I was before my little rush.
I was thinking of leaving because I hadn’t eaten since before we left, but the table was still full of beatable players so I knew I could make money in the long-run. So I added more money and I was in for $600, and I knew that if I ended up losing it all I wouldn’t be that upset because I know I could make my money back.
I started my comeback and had a good read that an older guy was on a draw, so I started working my stack back up. I went on a little heater and got up to $500, and then was even at $600 with Aces that worked out for me this time. Later I flopped trips and bet right out and got called down, so I was up to $666.
I told myself before that I wouldn’t just stop when I got back to even (or at this small profit) because the table was still good. But my good fortune was over and I lost some key pots to fall back down to $300. In the last hand I made a bad call on the river to a guy who rivered a straight. I thought he just called me down with a gutshot straight draw and got lucky but he had a double belly buster straight draw so I guess he didn’t mind calling me down with a draw. So I finished down $310 which was disappointing, but that was my stop-loss so I finished there for the night.
The other guys went deep in the tournament, and Jon went out first a little ways from the money. They paid the top 9, and Steve went out in 11th. So just Dan was left, but he ended up busting in 10 which was the bubble. It was a bounty tournament so Steve and Dan basically broke even, and Jon was freerolling from cash games before so they were even and I was down. I stopped playing at 2:30am and got some Noodles with Dan and Jon before calling it a night.
Thursday
The next day the other three guys went to Mohegan Sun to play the tournaments there. I slept in and went down to play $1-$2 around 4pm again. This table wasn’t as good as my first one, and there wasn’t as much money. The chip leader got up shortly after I got there, but the guy next to him had some money. He was also playing pretty strong, and would raise or reraise very forcefully.
So I waited him out for a few hours and watched how he played. Someone would raise to like $10 pre-flop and he’d reraise to $60 with moderate or semi-strong hands. I was card dead most of the night and there wasn’t much money on the table besides him, but I stayed just to wait him out.
Finally I had my chance. I had Kings and made it like $10 after someone limped I think, and he raised to $40 or something. I was excited to finally get him. I put him all-in since he had lost a lot of his money (because he’s an idiot) and I knew he’d call me with something weak. He snap-called, and I asked if he had Aces. He said no and showed JJ, which he loves because he got lucky earlier with them and has won with them a lot in the last couple hours. I showed my Kings, and then the flop was A Q J so he flopped a set. I still had a straight draw and my set redraw but I lost that $250 pot. He loudly celebrated and that pissed me off, but mostly because that was finally my chance to get him but he still sucked out.
I got pretty tilted after that, and I only kept playing because I still wanted to get my money back from him. He quieted down after that though and I got nothing, so I lost just about the rest of my money. I didn’t want to buy back in because I was sick of poker by that point, and certainly not to that table. Instead of just throwing the rest of my money away I left with my last $50 and figured I’d use that for dinner.
I finally walked over to the Chinese restaurant that I’ve wanted to eat at the last two times we’ve gone to Foxwoods. I really wanted sushi and asked if they had that (it looked like they would), but they said they didn’t have sushi there. I was disappointed, but also glad that I never dragged the other guys there for sushi when they don’t even have it. I walked around and saw if Subway was still open and it was, so I got dinner there.
I walked back to the shuttle and got back to my room to eat and watch the second half of the game. I would have preferred some sushi but I was hungry for anything so it was still delicious. I needed something else to drink so I wanted to grab a Dew from a vending machine, and I had to pay $3 and walk down a floor to a vending machine that worked, but it was worth it.
Then I played Diablo with Brian for a few hours and he helped me beat Belial. I had no idea how to beat him on my own, but with Brian we did it in one try. I went from level 24 to 28 that night, and after he stopped playing I played for a couple more hours. The guys came back from Mohegan and played some stuff at Foxwoods, but no one cashed in either tournament that day as well. Dan came back to the room briefly and then played cash at Foxwoods, and I stayed up playing Diablo until he came back. I felt stupid for staying up so late just playing Diablo, but I was on vacation so whatever.
Friday
I got a few hours of sleep and then got up at 11 for our noon checkout. We met Steve and Jon downstairs which was the first time I saw them since Wednesday. We left and I got back home around 4. I was pretty tired so I just laid down and then went to work.
I realized that the more I get to play poker the less I like to have to deal it. It’s so easy to sit at a table and play for hours and hours, but to deal and run a game all night is a lot more work. And it’s obviously more fun to play than to just deal. When I was playing at Foxwoods I raised pre-flop and the blinds folded, so I tipped the dealer those $3. I saw Brian do that once and I like it because I’m not raising just to take the blinds, but because I have a good hand and hope to win a good pot. So I don’t mind tipping away all my profit to the dealer. When I did that the dealer said thank you very much, and then asked if I was a dealer. I laughed and said yes, because that was kind of a bold guess just from one thing that I did. But that was cool.
So as I just said, the more I play poker the less I want to deal it. However, the more I see how other dealers act the better I get at my job. I pay attention to how they act and respond to things at the poker table, and I learn from that to get better myself. One thing I heard a dealer say which I like happened when he pitched a card that got stuck under someone’s blinds. He said “That’s the money card. It got caught in the money.” I liked it, and I’m going to start saying “That’s the money card” when that happens. So at work I was really friendly and joked around a little more than usual. I liked it, and I think if I can keep it up it’ll do me and the players well.
The poker room was a little busier than I thought it’d be, but the tournament wasn’t too big and we had plenty of dealers. We quickly were down to all four-table runs which is perfect, but then that quickly changed to all table-breaks or table-table-breaks. My first few tables were all good, and then I saw that coming up were all table-breaks so I just asked to leave. I already made $89 in 3.5 hours and 4 cash games, with one being the main game of $500 max so that was fine with me. I was really tired anyway so I was happy to go home.
But that brings up something I’ve wondered before. If the poker room is slow and dealers are making slow tips, you could argue that they would want to stay and keep grinding it out. But sometimes you might want to just leave if it’s slow because there’s not much money to be made. On the flip side, if the night is good you could either leave quick after making some decent money, or stay to make as much as possible. So you could argue to stay or leave regardless of whether it’s busy or not.
I was going to type up all of this awesome goodness that night but I ended up playing Diablo with Brian, and then I fell asleep because I was exhausted. So I ended up going to bed late anyway and left this blogging until Saturday. But now it’s done and that’s the end of my latest trip to Foxwoods. Thanks for reading, and “Why did the sign say ‘Not an Exit’? It should have just said ‘Gorilla Door’.”
—Eric Del Medico