just wanted to jump back in this thread to say thanks again to berg for hosting and for giving his guest room over to me to sleep it off before heading back to jersey. and as roman mentioned, cheryl's cookies were amazing as usual (again, not a euphemism).
the game was fantastic. quick TR:
i arrived at 3:30ish and clay was pulling in behind me so we park and start down to berg's (we parked on a side street because on-street parking at berg's is not possible). we see a guy walking up to the house with a big tray and are like, "wtf they already ordered food we're fucking starving." but no, it was tim with the "gifts for the gods".
after this year's BBotB which was organized and funded by berg and keller, tim had the idea that a bunch of us should fund a decent couple of gifts for rob and rob as a thank you. after some brainstorming we came up with a custom tap based on the truman's house design for berg and custom crack coffee glasses based on an in-progress chip design for keller. as usual, J5 was beyond generous with his time in modifying the designs for their relative purposes.
so in turn, thanks to tim for organizing the production of the gifts. great ideas and i think they both turned out perfect.
anyway, back to the TR - we walk in and berg and cheryl got busy looking at window brochures (as one does at a poker game), so tim surreptitiously put the truman's house tap on the kegerator and we waited to see how long it would take rob to notice it. i said it would like 40 minutes and tim proposes a $5 over/under (you can see how early this was in the game. lol $5 props) with his taking the under for 30 minutes. i accept and we sit as berg stares in the direction of the tap for multiple 30-second long episodes as he sits directly next to it for the next half-hour yet remains totally unaware. finally we point it out and he loves it of course and we present keller with his glasses and tell him to get his ass moving with the chip design and purchase.
i drop two buy-ins in under an hour before hitting my stride, all assisted by the plethora of amazing beers available in berg's new basement fridge. pretty envious of the tree house up there. their julius was certainly the highlight for me. also liked the new ballast point belgian and the brewmaster jack which i hadn't even heard of. then we order some steak bombs and i tear through mine like it owed me money. first real food i'd had all day, so i was starving.
i don't think we played a single hand of NLHE all night. it was only SOHE (before we got too many playas and after we got back shorthanded), big O, PLO, PLO8, and crazy pineapple. i think i lost every pineapple pot i played.
last hand of the night was a 3-way SOHE pot with berg, roman, and me. i think the final board was QQT3x no flush, no straight. i had AA/77yy. flop had checked through, so i was 99% sure AA was the nuts on the NLHE side. whatever on turn there was betting. berg potted all in on the river, roman briefly tanked and flatted. roman had about $120ish left after calling berg and the pot itself was $500ish at that point, so it's not a giant mistake, but i should have just flatted. instead i put the rest in and got quartered by roman who had AA on NLHE and a 10 on PLO. ended +$540, but could have easily saved that last bet.
game broke at 4ish and berg and i head off for IHOP. i had had a bit to drink, but over 12 hours, it mingled well enough with a steak bomb and half a dozen cookies that i was okay to drive. back to chez berg at 5:30ish and hit the bed. wake up at 9:30am feeling minutes away from death, but i try to get a bit more sleep before i shower, and hit the road. finally up and dressed and only then did i see truman for the first time since i'd arrived. he was mauling his big stuffed bone and let me give him some loving before i was off. bergman was still asleep upstairs and cheryl was out as well, so i told truman goodbye and hit the road.