Day shift has been nice so far, but I have had a very difficult time sleeping. I worked Wednesday after only sleeping 3 hours. I got home Wednesday night about 8, fell asleep, woke up at 10, and I have been awake ever since. Today is going to suck BC I will be so tired once again.
I have worked nights over 20 years, so the transition hasn't been easy.
Tuesday night, I played some 2/5 at Ceasars Palace. I started with 500, and my stack dwindled down to $200 mainly because I ran into pocket Aces twice. I added on $300, and I tightened up. I didn't like my game because I had 4 regular grinders at my table who all knew each other. One guy in particular laughed like Horseshack, and he always had some smartass comments. He was a solid winner, but I knew he had to be bluffing a lot.
I was UTG, and I picked up 2 red Jacks. I called the $5, one call behind me, solid Asian in MP pops it to $20, Horseshack calls, I call, and the next guy calls, so we are 4 to the $80 flop. I like playing Jacks like this out of position. The flop is Q♥️8♥️5♥️. Horseshack donks out a bet of $75. I called, fold, fold, so I am heads up. I put the guy on air and probably the A♥️. Turn is a black 2. Check check to a black 5 on the river. Horseshack puts out a bet of $600. This has me covered of course. I think for a bit, and I just know he has air. I know it, I feel it, he has to have nothing. I throw out a calling chip, and he immediately says, "you got it". He refuses to throw his hand up, so I table my Jacks. He immediately starts ranting about how terrible a call it is etc etc. The dealer is just looking at him bc he hasn't mucked or shown his cards. I'm waiting what seems like an eternity, and I say, "let's go," and I motion for his chips. He took major offense to that and mocked me. I asked him if he was the only one at the table who could talk shit, he said "nice call", and I said "nice bet". The dealer finally counted me out, and the $950 pot shipped to me. It was a great feeling to make the right read and even greater to take Horseshack's money.
I played a little longer then racked up my modest win. Poker brings out the competitive juices in me and has replaced the competition in sports I lived on when I was younger. I guess that's why I love it so much.
