The Tough Poker Grinder

At the Mirage Hotel in V City, the poker room is small, with only a dozen tables. I walked to the front desk and looked at the big screen. All the tables were full at the moment. I signed my name J.T. Then I walked to the side of the slot section and found an empty seat. I looked at the time on my phone. It was 10 PM, and there were three people in line ahead of me. I estimated that there would be at least half an hour before the table was ready. I signed up for 1-3NL and 2-5NL. Mirage's 1-3NL and 2-5NL were the tightest games in V City. But because Venetian has very few poker promotions, most of the poker players, or those who like to play tight, come to Mirage. Mirage has an In House Jackpot. At highest, there's a Bad Beat Jackpot, which is around $30,000. Half an hour later, my name was announced over the Poker Room. I went over to check it out and found a 1-3NL seat open. I walked up to my table #8 and was a little happy to see that seat 1 was open. My two favorite seats are No. 1 and No. 10, which are next to the dealer. When you look up, you can see the expressions and actions of all the people at the table, which is relatively favorable for playing cards. Whether the opponent has nuts or is about to bluff me, I can read their expressions and movements, and I can usually read it pretty well. I pull out the stool of seat 1 and sit down slowly. The dealer says in a loud voice, "Ready?"I answered" Yes "and a hand was quickly dealt to me. I flipped over my hole cards to take a look. The first hand was 97 off suit. I threw it away without hesitation, then looked up and checked out everyone at the table. The table was full of 10 people, and I glanced over the other nine people sitting at it. There were old men, young men, young women, and a very young guy who looked like he had just turned 21. See this scene, I secretly smile in my heart, because this table composition structure is the most classic and the most perfect full of Texas Hold'em table, generally speaking, play a few hands, you can tell who is a shark at the table and who is a fish. Shortly, the second hand was dealt to me, I flipped it over to look, it was pocket 10s. In general, a variety of ways can be played depends on the player's playing style, tight-aggressive, loose-aggressive, and so on, different playing styles of people playing it different ways. I define myself as a loose-aggressive player, which means that when I play a hand like this, I usually make an appropriate raise. I stared at Pocket 10 in my hand, and seeing that I was now in a good position on the button, I decided to make a small raise, 1-3 NL, so I'll raise it to $10. I gently throw the chips across the line, and the dealer quickly pushes the two red $5 chips into the pot in the center of the table, saying: Raise, make it $10. $10 now. After I tossed my chips, I did a quick scan of the table to see the reactions of the others at the table. As I scanned the room, I caught a small detail. The young woman in seat 5 gave a quick wink to a young man sitting opposite her in seat 10. When I saw this little detail, I began to laugh wildly in my heart. I knew they were playing as a team, and they thought I was some fledgling chicken, ready to clean me up. As I thought about it, I began to think about how I could get them in together and take down a very large pot. Or if not, trap one person to join, I can also take a large potl, that would also be good. The dealer has already turned to me and said, "Now it has been raised to $25, what are you going to do?" See this, I was happy, they were indeed playing as a team, because, after the female at seat 5 flat called, the young man didn't do much thinking and raised to $25, I analyzed the situation, and then concludes: they must playing as a team, because this way, with the female called, left the chance to act to the young man, then they can play it by ear, and the young man raised to $25, is an invitation, wishful thinking to make the pot bigger. I was happy, it was just what I wanted. And I said to myself, "Come on, come on, make the pot bigger, make it into a super large pot, and I'll take it." The action came to me, and I re-raised to $75, 3 betted, then I stared at the young man with impudence. I saw an angry look on the young man's face, but it lasted only a fraction of a second, and his face was quickly restored to calm. The players in positions 2-4 behind me quickly abandoned their cards. Then the woman made a move, she thought for a second and called the bet. No one had cards behind her, and then the young man called. After this round of action, I have pretty much figured out the whole game. Action down two rounds, I analyze the whole situation and concluded the following: 1) The others at the table were respectful of me, I just sat down for not long, they wanted to see first 2) The team of the man and the woman, clearly think that I am young, treated me like a fish, they would like to clean me out. "You two are too impatient, don't you know the old Chinese saying: A watched pot never spoils?" "I laughed to myself, thinking," Wait for me to clean up the two of you." The service guy from the Poker Room arrived at the table just then. "Drinks, anyone?"Shouted the waiter enthusiastically."Red Bull, Thank you!" I ordered a Red Bull. As I waited, I snapped my fingers in my mind, thinking, "Come on, attack." "Alright, A 10 5 rainbow board."The dealer flipped over the first three cards (Rainbow Board - three different suits) . I made a set, but there is an ace on the board. I wondered if either of them had pocket A in their hand, and the set A would be nuts. I thought about it breathlessly for a moment. I didn't think it was likely. This depends on my mind-reading ability, it seems like that they want to bluff me. So I bet $200 into the pot, which is about two-thirds of the pot and that's a classical value bet. I want to disturb their judgment, so they don't know how to read my cards. Because according to my observation, I think the young man has AK in his hand. At this point, he's got the top pair, with the best kicker. He may be tempted to call my value bet, thining that I was bluffing See I bet $200, the man paused and took some time to think, he then re-raised to $1200. When I saw him roll out his stack of chips from his deepstack, I couldn't help but to doubt myself, the $1200 flop raise is a bit too big for a $1-3NL table. I looked at the huge pile of chips in the middle of the table, my heart started to churning a little. I was asking myself, was I being arrogant and reading the cards wrong, or was he too good at acting? I said, "Time." It means I need some time to think. The dealer repeats "Time", which is to tell all the players, please wait patiently for me to make a decision. I pondered, my heart churning, whether I could trust my instincts at all. I feel they are ganging up on me. But in case I am wrong, I will lose a lot today. At this time, I think of the most important lesson in poker, which is Bankroll Management, which teaches us to learn how to manage poker funds well. I did a quick mental calculation of my chips. 1-3NL is generally $100-$1000 to buy in since I am a loose-aggressive player, I generally buy in the full $1000. I thought about my situation: 1) I trust my intuition that the guy is bluffing 2) I've already invested nearly half of my buy-in this hand and 3) I can choose if I lose this hand and I can stop playing tonight. After thinking about it for a minute, I decided to go all in. I think it was the right decision. "All in," I said, and I pushed the rest of my chips acrossed the line. "Sir, your Red Bull."The service guy came up to me, handed me the Red Bull and I gave him two $1 chips and placed them in his tray. "Thank you" I said. Holding the Red Bull, I wait to see what happens. At this time, I saw the opposite man's facial expression changed. He seems to has realized something. His expression told me that he realized he was trapped. But he had no choice now. Because my buy-in was only $1000, it was everything I had, so basically I called him. The table waited breathlessly for the dealer to deal the turn and river cards. Turn 3 River 8. There's no change to the situation. As long as the man doesn't have pocket A, I win. "Show now".' Says the dealer. We're about to find out. The man's face grew worse and worse. He seemed to realize that he was losing. Cards up: I have pocket 10, the man has AK. It's exactly what I predicted. When the man saw my hand, he took a deep breath. He had guessed and was slowly trying to calm himself down and accept the result. The dealer pushed all the chips in the middle of the table to me. "I am done, deal me out," I said. I got up to get empty tray. As I walked away, I heard the young man behind me shouting, "He is a chicken!" I heard him. He meant that I won and run right away. I laughed in my heart when I heard that. Am I concerned? A $1-3NL table, winning or losing thousands of dollars, not a big deal. I usually play $2-5NL, the swing is a lot bigger than that. I just felt the change of atmosphere at the table, everyone is very silent, the atmosphere is depressed. We are all smart people, and few poker players are stupid. Everyone at the table knows all the psychological battle that was put into that hand. Anyone who dares to say anything, whatever he says, will provoke trouble and maybe be beaten. That's why I don't want to play anymore because it's no fun. The atmosphere is not good, losing or winning is a small thing, it has to be a good game. I brought back the empty tray to my seat and loaded the red $5 chips into it. The rest of the table was already absorbed in the battle of the next hand, which happens every day at the casino, except that the young man seemed to be holding his breath. I don't know if he's going to have a seizure. The woman saw the change in the man's expression and a worried expression appeared on her face. I wasn't in the mood to guess about their relationship. I didn't care. I picked up the tray and walked to the front desk of the poker room. I stood at the counter, pushed out my tray, and the front desk chip runner expertly counted the chips, and cashed them in. A small wad of $100 bills was handed to me, I didn't feel much about it, $1-3NL, such a win or loss, is a lot, but it did not bring many waves to my heart. I tucked the money into my pants pocket and headed out of the Poker Room. I was going to pick up my car in the parking lot and go back to sleep in my apartment at the Trump Hotel. At that moment, a sexy girl's voice occurred, "Excuse me". I looked over my shoulder. It was the young woman who was at the table. Now she was in front of me, and now I get to see her face more clearly. She had a delicate face, blond hair, a tall figure, a red short-sleeved T-shirt, tight dark blue jeans, and low-heeled shoes. Well, she's a pretty girl. I chuckled to myself. "Yes?" I said. It means to ask her what's up. "Well played." She said. I laughed and said "Thanks." I wondered what she was trying to do when she approached me. Is it a good or bad thing? "Are you single?" She went on to ask. "What?" "I blurted out. She didn't play her cards by the book. She shouldn't have asked that if she wanted a one-night stand. Besides, that guy isn't her companion? I wondered what was going on and how I had gotten into this situation. "Tell me," she said aggressively. I laughed in my heart. I quite like her character. "I am if you want me to be, "I said, I meant, if you want me to be single, then I am single. "No, are you single?" She repeated, persistently. She insisted that I tell the truth. "Yes, I am." Well, I answered honestly this time. "Good, I like you, you wanna f**k?" She said. "What???" I was shocked. I was shocked by her openness and directness. Although I have had experiences like this, after all, I am old enough and not a blank sheet of paper anymore, but something is interesting about this situation. What should I do? Now I thought to myself. "Well...Like me see, I think, it is not a bad idea, "I blurted. The girl fluttered happily. "Let's go," she said. "Where are we going?" "I asked, puzzled. "Up to you, as long as there is a bed. I like to f**k in bed." This time it was my turn to make a splash. So I dragged her to the front desk at Mirage and got a room. As for the man, his face only flashed in my mind for a second, and then I put him aside. My idea is simple. We are all adults, so long as we take responsibility for our actions, the rest is fine. And, at this moment, I know, the girl beside me in my eyes, is very lovely, since she put forward the idea of want to f**k, I am very happy, then just do it, do not need to worry. I got two room cards for a deluxe king-size room at the Mirage Hotel, and I took the girl in my arms and headed for the elevator. Press the elevator button, the elevator door quickly opened, I blocked the door, the gently let the woman go into the elevator first. In the elevator, the woman went straight to the depths of the elevator and stood leaning against it, quietly. For a while, I'm not used to it. I pressed 6, kept my eyes on the number pulsating, and soon it reached the sixth floor. Open the door, I again blocked the door, let her out of the elevator first. As I followed her, I saw a happy smile on her face. 602，At the door, she stood by the door waiting for me to open it. I put my room card on the sensor and the door swung open. Scan to look inside, feel the room is very large, the room is very spacious. She followed me through the door, closed it, and stood with her back against it. I turn my head, see her leaning there quietly, with a smile on her face, there is a trace of tenderness, a trace of ambiguity. All of a sudden, my desire to conquer as a man was aroused. I went over and put my left hand on her waist and my right hand on the door. I held her tight. She gently turned her head to one side, I take advantage and buried my head in the other side of her neck, thin and dense, the kiss full of desire fell on her neck. "Well..." A little moan came out of her mouth, with a charm of its own, and enticed me to drop more kisses, on her neck and then on her cheeks. I put my hand on her waist and rub her from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top. My mouth, slowly move to her mouth I prepared to kiss up, for a more in-depth kiss, but I didn't expect that she did not want to, she turned her head away from me. I was just about to give up, but suddenly she threw her hands around my neck and pushed me into the room and into the bed. All of a sudden, I only feel the blood in my body rushing, then I feel my below was with thunderbolt power. I was no longer in a hurry to attack, I understood the woman's thoughts. she wanted to spend the night with me, she wanted me to take it slow. She pushed me into the bed, her body on top of me, I can only feel the blood rushing in my body, I feel my mind has blank, my mind was no longer under my control, I just maneuver my body, offensive, sometimes defensive, with her shirtless, we played happily with each other. One by one, we took off each other's shirts, pants, shoes, and underpants. When we faced each other naked, we both laughed with satisfaction. I had a six-pack, she had firm abs, and we were both in good shape. The two of us saw each other's naked body at that moment, we became crazy, as if we were not in the real world, just greedily enjoy each other's body, with pleasure, and were carefree. She smiled sweetly, then leaned forward to me, half leaning in, and kissed me on the mouth. I was stunned. She had shut me down before and denied my mouth-to-mouth kiss, and now she was giving me an unsolicited kiss. I felt like I had a crush on her. She seemed to know all about s*x, I laughed in my heart, sentimentally. It's not like my usual self. I play poker at the table at ordinary times, and also in real life, I am always calm. But at this moment, I feel as if I was ready to fall in love. "Look, the night is beautiful," said the woman. "Your name?" I just realized that we didn't know each other's names yet. And we've already f****d each other. I laughed. And she laughed, too. "My name is Ashley," she said, laughing. "My English name is Jay, " I said. "Nice to meet you," we both said at the same time, and we both laughed heartily. Yeah, yeah, we have pretty good chemistry. Maybe the s*x brought us closer to each other. I think. "The night is beautiful indeed." After saying this sentence, I didn't know what else to say, because I feel it is meaningless to say more at this moment. It would be better for the two of us to embrace each other and lean on the windowsill together side by side to see The world-famous night scene of V City together, which I think is a better thing to do at the moment. It will make us happy. "You are handsome," Ashley said suddenly after about half an hour later. I smiled happily and was about to reply, and she added herself, "And I know that I am beautiful." I laughed. "You actually know." We both laughed, happy laughter in the luxurious private room, overflow. We drank the wine from the cabinet in our hotel room desultorily, talked and laughed and flirted a little, and by about four in the morning we were both sleepy and went to bed. She turned her body to one side, with her back to me. I was wise enough not to embrace her from behind, but to lie flat and fall asleep, dreamless and sound all night. The night of V City is endless. It clings to me in its sleep. Tomorrow, how tomorrow will be, where is it. I don't know. Tomorrow, leave it to tomorrow.