Jan 3, 2016 - Part 1 of 2
4 am and once again I am awake. I'm starting to wonder why I even own an alarm clock. The best pokerz are at night, because these internet "pros" have been drinking all day - I just hope I can stay awake for one stupid night.
Sunday morning - the last week of the NFL regular season. As we were travelling from casino to casino over the last few days, we have been hitting the sportsbooks to pick up their odds sheets. For those that aren't familiar with sports betting, not all sports books are the same. MGM has one set of odds for all of their properties, Caesars has one set for all of their odds, then there are William Hill Sportsbooks in a number of other locations, and Cantor has set up shop in others. While they are all betting on the same games, they all pay out differently, and bookmakers adjust how much they pay out as more bettors place bets on one side or the other. So while deciding on my games I wanted to bet on, and where, it only made sense to play at the Tropicana (Cantor sportsbook), because I was going to bet $50 on the Redskins to win and the Jets to win. I took/gave no points. So the Redskins were the underdog, and that $50 bet would pay back $122.50 with a win, and the Jets as the favorite would only pay back $82.50 for a win, which they failed to do. Still it was a $22.50 profit for the morning. Had I placed the same exact bet at the MGM, my total profit would have been $11.25. Kind of small potatoes, but $50 is a small potato bet.
While at the Tropicana sportsbook, we watched through the 1st quarter, but never saw a server. Eventually Mrs Poker Zombie hit the bar just outside of the book and bought 2 beers ($14). The bartender said the waitress goes in the sportsbook "sometimes". Great odds, shitty service.
...and if you are going to judge me for drinking at 10 am, remember that both beer and Cheerio's are made from grain.
During a potty break, Mrs PZ had to traverse the entire casino to get to the only restrooms. During her trip, she said the server was probablly the oldest server she has ever seen. Think Mother Theresa, but older - and she was the only server she could see. Later, when I hit the restroom, I couldn't find her anywhere. In fact I didn't see a single server.
Our plan was to hit the sports bar for lunch at halftime, and finish watching the games there, but we were shocked to learn their sports bar did not serve food. At least they had a waitress. Neither one of us saw the a server on our way to getting food. I now assume that the old server dropped over and was laying on the floor between a bank of slot machines. Since nobody looks down when walking in a casino (the carpets are designed to make you look up), I figure she will pass away in that spot, and remain there until some senior citizen complains because they cannot drive their Rascal over her, and she is blocking their lucky machine.
We head back the the MGM, because their TAP sports bar has food. Well, they call it food. I won't claim to be the worlds foremost expert on what is good food and what is not, so I will let you decide on your own from the descriptions. Nachos: Chips, a cheese sauce that was closest to DG Arc Yellow and contained no real cheese, pickled jalapenos, boiled (not broiled) chicken, 1 scoop of guacamole, and a pint of sour cream. The fried green beans were literally dripping in their on grease, even after we took them out so they could drain:
Cost: 54.75 - which remarkably was also the amount my cholesterol jumped after this lunch.
We watch the games and wash down the toxins with plenty of beer. We then stroll back to the Trop to cash our winning ticket, and then take a long (1.2 mile) walk down to the Linq.
Those of you that follow the WTF thread have seen the pay structure and the rake of the Linq. There is one (late) 400% jump in the blinds, and the house takes a 33% rake. I have to assume the players here are the worlds worst at pot-odds, or any type of math really. What we got was a bunch of internet players from all around the world. They had to be told a couple of times "English only". If you have followed my other reports this trip, you may have noticed that Mrs Poker Zombie has crushed me in every "last longer" in our tournament play, so when I sat at the final table immediately to her left, I knew there was only one way I was going to out-last her. I had to eventually take her chips. Every last one of them.
Don't feel bad for her though... she did finish second. #ZombiesSweep
Mrs Poker Zombie attributed her 2nd place finish to "Being like
@Ben "
We generously tip the dealer that had us in stitches most of the game (10% of the prize pool) nab a $1 chip for the collection, and start heading back to he MGM before we remember that Mrs Zombie received a coupon from Caesars for a free drink in any of their casinos. Sure, we've been drinking for free at the tables, and the Linq actually makes a decent vodka Martini, but a proper vodka Martini in a cocktail glass is always my preference, so we stop at Planet Hollywood for her free drink, and one that I would have to buy. Of course, we upgraded to a premium vodka, so her free drink was only discounted $7. Total bill with tip $28
We watch some shitty street performers for a while, but their whole show appeared to be build-up. After about 10 minutes of build-up, repeated jokes, and no show, I fucking left. We've seen some great street performers in Vegas. These guys were not one of them. I'd rather line up bums and see how many I could jump over and give my pocket change to the one I landed on. #Things I Did Last Night But Was Ashamed To Report
For dinner we headed over to Ellis Island. They used to have a program where you bet $1 and you got a discount off the $9.99 steak dinner. Well, we went to the little kiosk when we arrived and swiped our players card. I won 1000 "points" (this translates into $1), Mrs Zombie won a free beer. Ellis Island has very good craft beers, so this is greatly appreciated. I use my $1 on video poker, plus $20 more. Mrs Zombie also hands $20 to the machine. It gave us this back:
Look, If you want to read about massive scores, you'll have to read someone else's trip report. We play Video Poker, but not optimally. We also cash out any time we finish up, or when we blow through a whole $20, so when I was up to $24.75 after 1 game, I cashed out. Mrs Zombie ran a roller-coaster, but finally eked out a bit of free gravy money.
We went back to the automated kiosk to get our coupon, but we find the promotion had changed. It now costs you $5 in play to collect the $2 coupon. So I sludge back to the machine, drop in another $20 so I can gamble another $4. My twenty shrinks down to $3.75 before I get on a heater and I cash out with:
How do you know you're not a high roller? Yo take photos of $20 cashout tickets. Also, I did a very long and attention grabbing victory dance, that involved a lot of me going "Weeeeeeeeeeee Weeeeeeeeeeeee!!"
We then go to the restaurant, where the tell us it will be a 45 minute wait. We go to the sportsbook and watch the Vikings-Packers game. I missed a crap-load in the PCF NFL pickem contest, but at least I got 1 bet (the more important of the 2 at that) correct. It's guys like
@detroitdad or
@Forest@Farmington that could kill it at a sports book.
When our table opens up (in 25 minutes - always call the Ellis Island bluff) we settle down for our dinner.
All that for 2 (only 1 beer each though), plus tip $25