I flip the host my keys cuz honestly who gives a *** at this point. I couldn’t tell you a single hand I had or flop from that night but all I remember it was all of a sudden 7-8am and they ask me to move my car. I find myself on the sheet and way in over my head.
Īnyways my buddy who came with me leaves and we had been knocking back a couple rails in the smoke room along w maximizing our ev in the smoke room on other things. It was probably just the amount of outstanding credit that he could balance the game and pay out the proper people who needed to be paid out at the end of the night. I only remember the number bc it was so random. I had never been to this game before and decide to go for the boldest move ever and somehow convince the host to give me 1600 on credit. I go in and fire 500 at 1-2 then decide to sit in the 5-5o plo game and fairly quickly dusted off my roll. One night before the wife and kids I find myself in the city w my Toyota Camry casino car and about $3500 cash in the door or my entire liquid bankroll at the time. My best one night story of underground poker in NYC: Then a bunch of smaller rooms kept popping up…
The action was always so good at straddle I never left except to go to Fairview. I never went to PlayStation despite knowing of it…
