4th night. Luck, I beg you, please do not piss me in the face like you use to do.



Yeah, yeah, I know that I am whining. I just don't like loosing money.
Back to Venetian. Time for grind, no fancy things or other bullshit. I've got money on my mind.

Surprise, surprise! I'm winning. Bought in for 2 000 as usual. Cashed out 3 115.
Ok, let's give Wynn a try. 10-25 is the stakes, I bring 2 000 to the table.

Made a couple of moves that went my way. Bluffed more than usual and didn't hit any walls. Got a nice pot with pocket aces. Raised 4 BB pre. 3 people called. Flopp 679 with a flush draw. 1st position raise 125, I hit back 375. To my surprise the guy after me calls. Kan det finnas en hund begraven?
The 4th guy folds and so does the first raiser as well. Turn is another 7 and unfortunately the flush is out. I check and the last guy checks behind me. I must figure out if he made the flush or if he aiming for the straight. Or do he already got it?
River 7. Giving us the bord 679 7 7. Bingo! Full house baby.

I bet 700 and he calls. Feels great to flash the aces for full house. He tells me he hit the flush on the turn. I've got lucky! Am I dreaming?
Funny thing. The guy who started out with 125 told me he folded quads. He had the last 7.

Cashed out 9:30 in the morning. 12 hours of play.

Result:
The Venetian + 1 115
Wynn + 1 510