Hey everyone,
All those thoughts drifted away just a few days later, as I began my walk of shame to get more money. The downswing was even bigger than my initial upswing. Poker can be so crazy, especially now that I was playing higher stakes than I had last summer. Even though I understood the variance in poker and was prepared for it, it still hurt and I began to wonder when things would turn around. Luckily, things turned before my bankroll was too far depleted and I began to approach even again. It began with my deep run in the Venetian tournament and continued with a few profitable cash game sessions. But, as soon as I approached the profit line, another downswing struck hard.

First of all, I want to thank all of you who read any or all of my blog this summer. If nothing else, it was a good way for me to chronicle my time in Vegas for me to look back on and remember all that I went through. Hopefully some of you got something out of it too, whether it was a sense of the highs and lows of poker or simply entertainment. I hope I didn't worry anyone during my bad swings. In poker, the swings can be insane. Sometimes, the good runs make us feel like the best players in the world, while the bad runs make us question why we even sit down at the tables.
As much as I love the game, poker can be very stressful when you play for a living. Having to go to the ATM the morning after a bad loss can be quite disheartening. It is almost like the poker player's version of the walk of shame. This can hurt even more when just a few days before you had so much cash that you didn't know where to put it all. Such was my first week and a half in Vegas. My first session, I lost $500 and began to bemoan my luck. However, it instantly turned and I went on my biggest cash game upswing ever, easily making more money in 4 and a half days than I did all last summer. I began to think of all the possibilities: How much money I could make, World Series of Poker events I could play, dreams of playing the Main Event. In fact, I was worried about what I would do with my cash, as the ATMs in Vegas did not have slots for deposits, only withdrawals(those geniuses!).
All those thoughts drifted away just a few days later, as I began my walk of shame to get more money. The downswing was even bigger than my initial upswing. Poker can be so crazy, especially now that I was playing higher stakes than I had last summer. Even though I understood the variance in poker and was prepared for it, it still hurt and I began to wonder when things would turn around. Luckily, things turned before my bankroll was too far depleted and I began to approach even again. It began with my deep run in the Venetian tournament and continued with a few profitable cash game sessions. But, as soon as I approached the profit line, another downswing struck hard.
As I began to recover from my second harsh downswing, time began to wind down on my Vegas journey. As it got closer to my departure, I knew I had to buckle down and focus. I played tight, solid poker and concentrated on playing each hand to the best of my abilities. It sounds simple, but it is not always so easy in practice. During my last week, I was extremely focused and luckily ran decently too. By the final day, I was practically even and my profit for the trip depended solely on my last 2 sessions. I lost the night before, putting me down slightly for the trip. After winning early in the final day, I was up a mere 76 dollars and my fate would rest on my final session before I cabbed it from the Rio to the airport.
The first few hours of my final Vegas poker session went pretty terribly, and I found myself down to 77 dollars from my initial $400 buyin. There was no point in buying back in, as I had just 45 minutes until I had to leave for my flight. I decided to just play my short stack as effectively as I could and finish my session as best as I could. I shoved over a straddle to pick up the blinds, then soon found myself in the small blind after a button straddle. I moved all in for my 89 dollars with Ace King and got a call from a crazy guy who had 10 2 of clubs (seriously?). I flopped a King on a KQJ flop and was lucky to fade his straight draw. Up to around $175, I found KJ in another straddled pot and called the 10 dollars after a few others. The straddler, as they often do, raised to 45 when it came to him. 3 others called, so I took the flop with my KJ planning to shove any piece if I hit. The flop came 1096, and lucky for me everyone checked. I turned the nuts, as an offsuit Queen hit the turn. They checked to me, and I bet 55 with my straight. The straddler folded and the two crazy guys in early position called my bet. We saw a 5 on the river, which kept my hand safe with my nut straight. After the first guy checked, crazy guy from the 10 2 hand bet 100, putting me all in for my final $80 or so. I called of course, and the first guy folded and I won the pot. I left soon after, with my initial buyin up to around $500 from my low point of $77.
I was so happy to make that comeback in my last 45 minutes of my trip. It felt like justice, as I was finally in the black again after such a trying summer which saw me dip so far into the red. After the first few days of the summer, I would have laughed at the notion that I would be happy breaking even at the end of the month. But, after all that I went through at the tables, I am proud to say that I barely squeaked into profit. It looked like I was doomed to have a losing summer, but I made the necessary adjustments to my game and worked hard to put myself in a position to win. I am once again happy that I went to Vegas. I didn't always play my best, but I am happy with my play in the end and my ability to react to adversity. I believe that if I played another month, I would be in way better shape to win. I am a much better cash game player now than I was a few weeks ago, and I am still learning. It will be strange to now be without poker for a while as I attend grad school in Atlanta, but I will be looking forward to perhaps another journey next summer in Vegas if it is in the cards. Til' next time...
-Danny