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Marching with the Madness - Flamingo 3/20 - 3/24

Discussion in 'Vegas Trip Reports' started by arukc, Mar 24, 2014.

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  1. arukc

    arukc Tourist

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    My Trip Report

    It has been more than enough time since my last get away to Mecca so when my friend texted me he was going for the March 20th weekend of the NCAA tourney it didn't take long for me to get on board. And so it was set Thursday through Sunday with promise of debauchery, drinking, and Tom Foolery. I think debauchery and Tom Foolery may be the same thing, but there was plenty of both. We would be staying at my home away from home, the Flamingo. I don't know why this is my favorite casino.... Maybe it's the pink neon old school lighting, or the number of vp bars they have, or maybe it's the knowing that I shouldn't eat there but I still do irregardless of how many times they have shut the food court down due to sewage problems. Ahhhh home sweet home.

    The players for this trip were my best man at my wedding who for the purposes of this report will be known as Matt and his law school buddy who we'll call Jeff.

    Thursday - Day of winning

    Land at 10:15ish and hit the cab line which had to be 700 people deep. It was the longest wait I have had there. Didn't care except for that the Syracuse game was scheduled for a 11:45am tipoff. So I finally get a cab and am standing in the flamingo lobby around 11. Lines are long as it was packed all weekend. I thought I was pretty savvy by jumping in the total rewards gold member check-in line. So savvy that I didn't even realize that I could go into the special platinum, diamond check-in room which was less than 20 feet away. I finally did just that after waiting for 20 minutes and not moving. Once in the "high rollerz" check-in room things went smoothly. I walked right up the lovely check-in clerk, handed her the license/platinum card/visa/$20 sandwich and asked for the best room she had........... on the 14 floor. Yep that's right, she probably thought I was nuts. There's 27 or 28 floors in the Flamingo but those nice rooms towards the top aren't for me. But the 14th floor was where my friends were and I was determined to not show them up. Once key was in hand I literally ran up to the room, slowed down just enough to open the door, and threw the bags in. I was back in the elevator before my room door was fully shut.

    Got a text from my buddy over at the X bar and as I'm walking up I see Matt, Jeff and what appears to be a lady friend of Jeff's also there. I thought that was weird, did he bring his wife or something. We exchange handshakes and such and then I learn this this girl has been talking to Jeff for like the whole two hours they've been there.

    And also learn that she has tried to lick his neck and invited him to God knows where to do God knows what, and she has been at the bar since 11pm the previous night. Now either she is the worlds worst prostitute or she is finishing up an epic bender. I pull out my first 20 and off I go on the search for that ever elusive royal.

    A couple minutes pass and I'm watching the cuse game and playing vp, cuse game then vp. Jeff's girl friend keeps chatting away and I then realize she's smoking a cigar and drinking cognac. Now that is a real woman. A couple more minutes pass by and security shows up near the girl and ask her to leave. She pretends that she doesn't understand English and carries on for a few minutes until the guards call another over that speaks Spanish. Even after asking in Spanish she doesn't leave. Apparently she even asked Jeff to help her. Jeff smartly turned away and pretended she didn't exist. A couple more minutes pass by and now things are getting serious, one guard has the cuffs out and they are slapping them on her and they finally get her out of there. Later in the trip we found out that at some point after I sat down she asked the bartender if he would meet her in the bathroom for "a good time".

    So to recap, within the first hour I'm in Vegas I've played my favorite game, watched my favorite team, witnessed a royal and saw someone 86'd. It doesn't get any better than this. Wait what? Royal. Oh yeah I forgot to mention that my buddy Matt hit a royal some where in the middle of all that mess.

    The 'cuse won and covered so I was 1-0 for NCAA bets, this sports betting thing was easy. (Insert gloomy foreshadowing music here). We were starving and someone had the brilliant idea to go to the Earl for a late lunch. I dreamed of a meatball sub the whole walk from Flamingo to PHo. We waltzed in and jumped in line which always looks longer than it is. I casually look around - the sports book, the huge Star Wars slot machine there, the menu. Uh oh where's the meatball bomber? I scan the menu front to back then back to front as the sweat starts to roll down my forehead. Still not believing its true I ask the counter-ling if they had a meatball sub. She goes and asks someone and in what seemed like a slow motion response says "nnoooo". After taking a second to collect my thoughts and trying to fight back the tears I asked for a bbq chicken sub instead. It was good, but, it was no meatball.

    We spent the rest of the afternoon wandering around the MGM/NYNY corner playing and drinking this and that. Things start to get fuzzy around this time as the drinks were flowing steadily. I know I hit around 4 4OAK as we meandered around including one aces.

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    Off to dinner at Gilleys. Never been there before but it wasn't too country as they had the bball games on. I had the flat iron steak and Mac and cheese which was the highlight of the meal. After dinner we took the slow walk home hitting casino royale, harrahs, etc. By the time we got to the flamingo it was not quite midnight and the boys were done, but, I couldn't go to bed before midnight on my first night. I decided to take one last run at vp for the day and sat down at a 3 / 5 / 10 hand play. I started with 3 play and won a bit and bumped up to 5 hand. A few in I'm dealt 4 to the royal, hold them, and hit draw. Bam, nailed it. I was so [STRIKE]drunk[/STRIKE] excited that I only took a picture of the one hand and not the whole screen.

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    The sober angel on my shoulder said I should immediately go to bed but I think we all know what was on my other shoulder. Of course I kept playing and was rewarded by being dealt 4 jacks on the 5 play. Sweeeet. Not sure why I held only the 4 jacks instead of holding all 5 cards.

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    Anyways, at this point the sober angel has been beaten senseless with hammer fists and I bump it up to 10 play because why would anyone be happy playing just 5 hands. I proceed to lose at least a couple hundred playing 10 hand and I still cash out happy as can be. I may or may not have hit the high limits slots on the way back to the room. My request (via comment card) to see the video surveillance footage of that night fell on deaf ears.

    Total stats for the day... 10 4OAK, 1 Royal, 1 crazy drunk arrested chick, and a great beginning day/night of the trip


    Up next:

    Friday - day of losing, I mean winning, no I mean losing.
     
  2. jimboguy

    jimboguy Blubbery Whale

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    Great report so far! I'll be on the lookout for neck lickers next month.
     
  3. arukc

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    Friday - day of losing, I mean winning, no I mean losing

    Woke up at 4:30am as my body was staging a coup and it was clear that they had me surrounded. The revolutionists won the first and second battles but I finally defeated them around 6:30. I was working on less than 4 hours sleep and feeling like the homeless guy I saw with the sign that said "will smoke your weed for free". I couldn't help but toss and turn for about 30 more minutes and then Vegas-itis set in and I was up and moving, showered, and out of the room by 8.

    Went down to the store to find the biggest bottle of Gatorade I could find, popped about 22 Advil and proceeded to pound the vp buttons as fast and hard as I could. $20 in led to no 4OAK, barely any 3OAK. rinse and repeat until I'm down at least $100. I look at the time and it's only 8:32. Yep 8:32, I should still be asleep, not down already. I thought maybe some food may help so I wandered into the food court, which of course I know I shouldn't be in, and hit up the pizza place for a sausage and egg biscuit sandwich. It was barely edible.

    Went over to get my bball bets in for the day, four games plus a two team parlay. Back to the x bar so I can settle into some vp and watch the early games. It hits me that none of the tv's at the bar are high def. I look over at the sports book and same thing, no hi def. it's 2014 last time I looked and practically every household in America has HD, but, how is it possible that my favorite casino doesn't. I tried not to let it get me down.

    Matt and Jeff show up around 10ish and Jeff wants to hit up the poker room. Perfect, as I had no other plans but to watch the games and continue to get my ass kicked in vp. At some point Matt and I switch it up and head over to the poker bar. This is a weird bar off in the corner near the poker room, hence the name. My favorite part about this bar, besides the vp and beer, is that there is this huge post right in the middle of it which completely blocks the tv view of at least 3 of the vp seats. I'm sure there's a valid reason for it being there like supporting the entire building, but, at least slap a tv on it for the poor bastards that have to sit behind it.

    Anyway, I took the seat to the right of the post and start pounding away. lose, lose, lose, then I realize I'm down like my entire "budget" for the day already and it's only like noon. As I'm used to making good choices in Vegas I thought it would be a good idea to start drinking. So off we go again. Not even half way done with the first beer and I hit bottom, of my daily budget that is. I don't know why people try to set budgets in Vegas. I mean really what's the point, has anyone ever said " Oh well, I guess I'm done for the day and will just meander around and hang out with the porn slappers and ridiculous looking fake minion on the strip" Budget = control = sober. I then remembered that I did happen to hit a royal last night so what's the harm in extending the budget a bit.

    Switched over to deuces wild for fun and started to actually win. At one point I won on 14 hands straight, some were only 3OAK but there were enough 4OAK and other stuff mixed in. Then I hit 2 royals with deuces back to back. The drinks continued to flow and so did the winning. Back on DDBP I hit my first ever 4 aces w kicker amongst numerous other 4 OAK.

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    before I knew what hit me I had won back the morning's losses plus quite a bit more. Meanwhile, my luck did not extend to NCAA games. I had already lost both my parlay and another game by the time we went to lunch. Speaking of lunch we decided to check out the Linq and found the Barley and something or other pizza place. They have a sweet take-out window on the side where you can pick up some slices. We made a beeline for it and everyone got slices. Jeff even got what I called a fruity drink, which he quickly exclaimed was a "boozy drink" and not a fruity drink. Sure, whatever. He also got two slices of Sausage pizza. I was able to talk him in to going to Tilted Kilt for dinner later so that was kind of a win.

    After [STRIKE]afternoon tea[/STRIKE] lunch we headed to Casino Royale to hit up the BlackJack Switch. I didn't stay long as it seemed to be way to hot in there. I wandered to Harrahs instead to hit the VP. It was there that I hit my second Aces with kicker.

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    Met up again with the boys again and couldn't help but be giddy, from all the beverages, and that my near disastrous morning has turned all the way around into quite a nice day of winning. So giddy in fact that I made the biggest mistake anyone could ever make in a casino. What's this you ask - picking up a working girl with an adam's apple, applying the 5 second rule off the casino floor, using a cell phone at a table. No, No, and No. Instead, I muttered the words " I can't believe I'm up over X amount of dollars." What a rookie mistake, but, I just couldn't contain it.



    Well, let me tell you about the Gambling Gods. They don't much like it when a mere mortal challenges them with ridiculous banter about how easy it is to defeat them. And so it was done. I made my bed and it was now time for me to sleep in it....... and find a dead horse's head in it. That's right folks, my epic comeback came to a screeching halt. It got to the point where I felt like I was Clark Griswold facing off against the blackjack dealer. "Changing FIVE HUNDRED!!!!" Nothing was working, VP - no, BJ - no, even slots - no, craps- definitely no. NCAA games - Ha! how about 0-5 for the day. That's right 0 wins and 5 losses. It got to the point where it hurt so much that I couldn't even sit down anymore.


    To make matters worse my planned dinner at the Tilted Kilt was thwarted when we realized that it wasn't even open yet. I'm sure it would've magically opened if I hadn't jinxed my whole trip. We went to the new Chayo Mexican place in the linq. It was a pretty cool atmosphere, and I think the food was ok. Donnie Osmond even stopped in to grab a quick bite.

    Continued to lose at will for the rest of the night and I can't remember when I retired.

    Down for the day, still up for the trip, 13 4OAK(24 total) and now a full on jinx in play which I can hopefully sleep off.
     
  4. Not at the table Carlos

    Not at the table Carlos Low-Roller

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    Absolutely loving the report...mainly because Flamingo is what I consider my home casino also. The smell as you approach Flamingo is "what Vegas smells like" to me. It's the first casino I set foot in.
     
  5. smartone

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    Great report!!! Thanks for sharin' Love that 4A's w/kicker hit!
     
  6. tringlomane

    tringlomane STP Addicted Beer Snob

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    Good start! Tons of swings already! Glad you weren't playing deuces when you hit that AWAK! I one the one that hit 4 Aces while playing deuces at a Tunica casino bar on that exact day for a big $5 prize. :(

    Best not to play that game at a Vegas CET bar anyway. I think deuces is the worst variant they offer at their bars (94.82% max). To compare 8/5 DDB at CET bars is 96.79% max.
     
  7. arukc

    arukc Tourist

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    Saturday - Day of losing, I mean losing

    Eager to fight off the curse I've created and excited at it being the last full day in Vegas I was up early again. Also, wanted to repay the favor that my neighbors provided at some point over the previous couple hours. There must have been 20 drunk idiots in the room screaming about Geno losing his wallet and ID. Geno wanted to go find it and his friends, who were apparently less drunk, physically held him back. This seemed to go on for hours - yelling, bumping the wall, being general dbags. So when I woke up around 6:30am I made sure to make as much noise as possible. TV on full blast, pounded the wall numerous times, slammed the toilet seat. Thanks Geno for allowing me even less sleep. Next time you get black-out drunk, just stumble into your freakin hotel room and pass out quietly like the rest of us.

    Saturday started off much like Friday, some VP, some food, some losing, some more losing. Being that I was so successful with my NCAA bets yesterday, why not try some more. So I came up with a strategy to bet every game a certain way with the exception of the Syracuse game as how could I bet against them. So I placed the bets, all 8 of them, and made my way over to my favorite new bar, the poker bar. Barely a 4OAK to speak of as it seemed my jinx/curse has taken full affect.

    What happened next is hard to explain and write about, but, I'll continue on. It's was quite possibly my favorite day in Vegas. I couldn't win a thing. No really, I lost all day and night long. For some reason I settled into becoming one with this self-inflicted curse, even welcoming what carnage it had in store. At one point while sitting at our favorite bar, Matt reviewed the remaining NCAA games and picked the exact opposite of the games I had already placed bets on. (Editing note: I made them vow not to bet against Syracuse, so that game was off limits) I lost the first 7 games of the day. So if you are keeping track at home that's 0-5 on Friday and the first 7 lost on Sat - 12 in a row. Unbelievable. I did hit my last game of the day with UConn somehow winning. UConn, one of my least favorite teams of all time. Figures.

    How could this be one of my favorite days in Vegas if I got my a$$ kicked? I can't explain it we just had a great time all day. Drinking, making fun of my NCAA streak, making fun of Jeff's second "fruity drink", drinking, gambling, eating, drinking. I think I played more VP hands on this day than on any other day of any trip. Also played Crazy 4 Poker and a bunch of other carny games that I've never played.

    Towards dinner time we headed on down to Planet Hollywood as the boys wanted to try a buffet. Got there around 8 but no one was particularly hungry yet. Hit up a Pai Gow poker table while we waited for hunger to set in. The boys had never played before and as luck would have it we walked up to the table with the "Employee of the Month" as the dealer. I believe his name was Chris. He literally stopped the game for like 5-10 minutes while he explained the game to them. Not only that, he was also calling everyone by name for the entire time he was dealing.

    It was almost like we were all a bunch of friends sitting around playing cards and also seemed like he actually wanted us to win. So much so that he paid by buddy once when he wasn't supposed to. All the players saw this as we traded smirks around the table. What are you supposed to do in that situation? Tell the dealer? and does he have to call over the pit boss to correct it? If so, I didn't want our new dealer buddy to get in trouble. Chances are the eye in the sky didn't notice it. What's the harm, they always get it back anyways.


    Finally got hungry around 9:30ish and took the slow ride down to the Spice Market Buffet. There was a line of like 50 people waiting, that we skipped. Platinum has it's privileges. As far as buffets go this is average, but, it served it's purpose. It's purpose tonight was to prevent me from losing any money for the hour we ate. We spent the rest of the night slowly walking back to Flamingo, spending a bunch of time in Ballys.

    I was done with my miserable self at some point after midnight and wandered up to bed.


    Down for the day - worst 1 day loss ever, down for the trip, 6 4OAK(30 total), 1-7 NCAA bets today, and one hell of a good time.



    Sunday - Let's get the F#$% out of here

    My flight didn't leave until 4:30 so I had a bunch of time to kill. Another early morning wake-up and I was out the door with a new agenda. I took the monorail up to LVH to re-start the $1 chip collection. At least all I could lose was the $5 to get there and the $1 for the chip. It's fun to pick a random monorail car and see who's in it. One way there was two ridiculously drunk girls and a dude, all still drinking (it was 8:30am) and barely coherent. They got off at Harrah's and could barely stumble enough to get up and out. I wish I could still pull that off. Hit LVH, got my chip and then right back on the rail.

    This time took it all the way down to MGM. Did the round about to Trop, Excal, and NYNY collecting all the way. It was a sweet morning and hardly anyone out. I just soaked it all up knowing my time would be short now in Mecca. I railed it back to Flamingo and took one more shot on bball taking Stanford +7. I nailed it. I won! I stinkin won and that is a new streak. UConn then Stanford I'm 2 for my last 2. and that was the end of my gambling......

    Hit the airport and for the first time ever did not play anything at the airport. Don't know why, but, guessing that I didn't want to screw up my winning streak.
     
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