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The Venetian Poker Room


Part of The Venetian Las Vegas

*Due to COVID-19, the Venetian Poker Room's hours are 9am to 1am daily and tables are limited to 5 players per. 

The Venetian has an elegant, 37-table, non-smoking room that's arguably the nicest on the Strip.  The semi-enclosed room, located near the sportsbook and Players Club, is decorated with luxurious wood and leather fixtures, 21 large screen plasma televisions, crystal chandeliers, and a comfortable waiting area with large leather sofas.  There's a separate high stakes area in which 7 of the tables are located. Other amenities include a dedicated cashier cage, tableside food service, player waitlist, dedicated tournament registration desk, and more. The adjustable, wheeled chairs are very comfortable. All of the poker tables come with auto-shufflers and a tableside management system that allows the dealers to notify floor personnel when their services are needed.

The Venetian offers limit (4/8 and up), NL (1/2 and up) and mixed games regularly. some of the better daily tournaments on the Strip and, during the WSOP, a series of deep stack tournaments that are highly popular alternatives to WSOP events. Waitlists are automated and easily visible from the waiting area.

The tables have plenty of room between them; on quiet days the room can feel more vacant than it is, but it never feels crowded even on the busiest days.

The Venetian offers some of the most generous comps on the Strip ($1+/hour) and suite rates for poker players who are interested in staying at either The Venetian or The Palazzo.


Poker tables:37
Self parking:Yes
Casino sq/ft:120,000 sq/ft
Convention sq/ft:510,000 sq/ft
Poker games available: Omaha Hi-Lo , Limit Holdem , NL Holdem , 7 Card Stud
Hotels: The Venetian Resort Hotel & Casino
Rates: $149.00 - $849.00


The Venetian Las Vegas
3355 Las Vegas Blvd S, Las Vegas, NV 89109, USA


Phone (702) 414-7657, (877) 883-6423
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Twitter @VenetianPoker‎

Hours of Operation

Sunday 9:00am to 1:00am
Monday 9:00am to 1:00am
Tuesday 9:00am to 1:00am
Wednesday 9:00am to 1:00am
Thursday 9:00am to 1:00am
Friday 9:00am to 1:00am
Saturday 9:00am to 1:00am
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Guest Posted on December 9th, 2007
<i>Cliff notes: Edmond plays the WBPT tournament at the Venetian. Busts out with A4o. Watches flight attendants play slots at the airport.</i>
<b>The event</b>
Last week, I was chatting online with one of the folks that run <a rel="nofollow" href="">The Poker Atlas</a> and she mentioned the 4th Annual WPBT Holiday Classic at the <a rel="nofollow" href="">Venetian</a> on Saturday and suggested I play it. The last blogger tournament I entered was a complete embarrassment <a rel="nofollow" href="">documented by Swami54</a> so the thought of any kind of redemption was compelling. I brushed aside the notion that she might be trying to pull more dead money into the prize pool and told her to put me on the list. Besides what better opportunity to display my superior tournament skills than before a hundred or so scribes committed to documenting hee-haw moves?
The tournament was organized by <a rel="nofollow" href="">John "Falstaff" Hartness</a>, a popular blogger. He knew many of the participants and somehow managed to convince 110 entrants to pass on the other big blood sport events in town this weekend--the Bellagio Five Diamond series, the Hatten/Mayweather fight and the Wrangler National Finals Rodeo. <a rel="nofollow" href="">Adanthar</a> and <a rel="nofollow" href="">SirWatts</a> were over at the $5K Bellagio event, of course, but my skills and bankroll were better suited to this kiddie game down the street so I had a look around.
The overall tone of the event was social—lots of hugs, inside jokes and references to drunken binges. These writers knew each other or all went through rehab together at one point. Entrants included such blogging notables as Dr. Pauly (Tao of), Amy (Aimlessly Chasing), Change100, The Rooster, Miami Don et al.
<a rel="nofollow" href="">Falstaff's blog</a> characterizes him as a poker player/redneck, but on Saturday he was sporting a kilt. I thought it was a fine choice for the event, but, however bold, it a little out of character given the description. I know a lot of rednecks and I’m confident that none would be caught dead in a skirt, albeit a leather on, and never at a poker tournament. “Poker player/barbarian” might be a more accurate description of Falstaff, but in any event, he was well-qualified to host this event.
<b>The Venetian</b>
After socializing a little bit, I got a Venetian player card and paid my entry fee. On a whim, I asked the staffer taking my player card info if he wanted my email address. He declined, “Nah…don’t need it.” and continued typing. I think the Venetian folks are more savvy than most, but his reaction was indicative of the gap in thinking about most casino marketers. Five years from now, most marketing will be web-based and the guys who prepare for it will have the advantage. For now, though, I’ll be getting direct mail not spam from the Venetian.
The <a rel="nofollow" href="">Venetian</a> is one of my favorite rooms in Las Vegas. It’s a large, elegant semi-enclosed space with 39 tables. The staff is friendly, wait-lists are automated, there’s a comfortable waiting area and the tables and chairs are in top-notch shape. There are about 26 or so flat screen TVs, 21 of which typically have sports running with the balance used to show wait-lists or tournament status. Here's a look at the room...

At 12:30p on Saturday, they had the following games running…
5 tables of 1/2 NL
2 tables of 2/5 NL
1 table of 25/50 NL
1 table 4/8
There was a list for 5/10 and 50/100; the 5/10 NL game got down later in the day.
The poker room is located directly across from the sportsbook (Patriots – 10.5, obv) and adjacent to the NoodleAsia restaurant (good food, slow service; try the moo shu chicken). In any event, it was a good choice for this event—nice room, plenty of space and a staff that seemed happy to have the added activity. I’d recommend the room to another group looking to have a private tournament in Las Vegas.
<b>And they’re off!</b>
At 3p, the 110 entrants were cut loose with 6000 chips, 25/50 blinds and 30-minute levels. I was seated at table 14, seat 3. On my left was Amy from <a rel="nofollow" href="">Aimlessly Chasing</a> fame and on my direct right was an Asian guy in a saber tooth lime tee-shirt. Amy’s a successful poker writer (Bluff, PokerNews, PokerPages et al.) and is now in the process of writing a book on Mike Matusow.
Over the course of our conversation/table time, I learned that Amy lives in Austin, TX (see also, <a rel="nofollow" href="">nath</a>), she has one of the few known photos of Andy Beal, recently performed a radio duet with Barbara Enright, is a tight player but will shove second pair top kicker to a button raiser and Matusow owns three cats. I’m just a sponge at the table, obv.
I also had one active player wearing Full Tilt garb two to my left. Within a few hands of the starting gun, he lost most of his stack when he played 5[s]2[s] from the small blind to a stiff MP raise and got it all in with turned trips against a turned boat.
After the hand, he complained about how “horribly he runs.” Yes, it’s amazing how poorly you can run when you play a 2-gap suited connector, 5-high, out-of-position. But as is often the case when someone “runs bad”, I stepped in to get him back on track.
<b>Edmond helps a player in need</b>
A few hands later, FT guy had doubled up but was still pretty short. With the blinds still at 25/50, he raised from EP to 150. There was one caller to me on the dealer button with 5[h]5[s]. I called and we saw a flop. Pot was 500-ish.
Flop was A[h]K[h]5[c]. Nothing wrong with that, obv.
The shorty/raiser checked and the caller behind bet 300. I begged the gods to please let one of these guys have a big ace and raised to 1000. Short-stack called (WTF?) and the other guy folded.
The turn blanked and shorty shoved all-in for 750. I called with bottom set, of course, and he flipped up a set of aces. Oh, nifty. The first hand I play is set over set confrontation with the guy I’ve pegged as an indiscriminate donkey. I’m now sitting with about 4000 chips. Excellent.
Shortly, thereafter, a player at my table was the first out from the tournament and was awarded a DVD of Gigli for his ill-timed semi-bluff, flush draw shove. Not sure if it was the full or wide-screen version.
<b>It’s about giving back</b>
We moved on to level 2 and with the blinds at 50/100, I was on the DB with 33. Three players limped to me, I called and the big blind (my set v set nemesis) checked his option. Call the pot 600.
The flop was K[c]3[h]6[c]. Cool. My nemesis (the BB here) bet out 400. Oh, really? It folded around to me and I re-raised to 1200. He shoved (uh oh…here we go again) and I called expecting a set of sixes or a 4[c]5[c] draw. My people reading skills need some work—he showed KTo drawing pretty much dead. Blank, blank and he was on fumes and again, beefing about how poorly he runs.
<b>Overbetting, it’s what I do</b>
A few hands later I had A[d]J[d] in middle position and raised to 350. The DB called and we had an 8500 pot. The flop came A[h]K[d]J[h] and I opted to bet out 750. He folded before I could even get the chips out. Bah…I guess it’s better than seeing action from a flopped straight.
After an uneventful level, we took a 10-minute break and came back to 100/200/25 ante. I was comfortable with 8000 chips but it was gonna start sorting out here pretty quickly.
Still at 100/200/25, a EP guy raised UTG to 650. I called from the CO with 8[c]8[s].
Flop was JA5, two hearts. He checked to me. I bet 1200 and took the pot. What? Of course I hit that flop…
A couple of hands later, a short-stack limped to me with AKo. I raised to 650 expecting to see a shove but he folded. Can someone please have a hand?
<b>My end game reveals itself yet again</b>
I treaded water throughout the remainder of the level and had 9000 chips when the blinds spiked to 200/400/25. Within moments I managed to bleed off a quarter of my chips with the following hand.
Limped to me with 8[s]7[s] on the DB and unwilling to fold or raise like someone that’s read <a rel="nofollow" href="">Bond18's tournament series</a>, I called and saw an A75 flop with two other players. They both checked to me and I took this as an invitation to bet 1500 into a 2500-ish pot. Both quickly called. Ok, gross…done with this suited POS. Next card was a blank…check, check, check. Ok, please let me show down my eights. No such luck…one of the other players potted the river and I bailed.
After that shameful mess, I was down to 6000 chips and found myself in middle position with A[d]7[d]. I raised to 1200 and the player two to my left made the “Well, I guess this is where I go home” speech which, based on his breezy confidence moving his chips in, I translated “I have A8o+” and folded. Down to 4000 chips. Crap.
The blinds worked around to me…no spot to shove…J2 with a raise in front…53s UTG…now I was in the big blind. The table folded to the SB who’d given me a walk at least twice in the last level. No such luck now…he raised. I looked down at A[d]4[c], shoved and he insta-called called with K[h]9[h].
55/45…I’ll take it.
Q22KT. Ok, great…nice playing with you guys. I shook everyone’s hand and packed up my stuff. I briefly contemplated beating on a cash game but knew it would just culminate in a bad hangover and odd sports bets. I opted instead to head back to the airport and catch the 9p flight home.
<b>Fleeing the scene</b>
I’m pretty sure there’s nothing more depressing than waiting for a plane in the Las Vegas airport on a Saturday night after busting out of a tournament. The gate area was deserted except for four flight attendants playing slots and one-by-one some stragglers showed up to catch the flight. And as I was recapping the day on my laptop it occurred to me, what’s more depressing…playing airport slots on a Saturday night or observing and writing about it? I’m gonna go with the latter. Whatever, it’s material…
<i>Afterword: You can read a brief recap of the final table here...<a rel="nofollow" href="">Tao of Poker</a></i>

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Guest Posted on October 6th, 2007
Day 2, 9/22:
Saturday started out like any other day....any other day that smacks you upside the head at the CRACK OF DAWN! I'm on a typical vegas-poker diet. You know the one where you play so much and go past "normal meal" times then end up not eating at all. Since I don't like eating late at nite, I'd skipped a meal on Friday which ended up leading to a pounding headache promptly at 6:30am Saturday morning. Resolved not to get any more sleep, I dashed out to one of my favorite breakfast places, Blueberry Hill. These things are all over town, nothing really special about 'em 'cept good food at good prices. For what would end up being the 1st of two times I was "mistaken" for a local. I guess not many tourists make it out to North Decatur at 7am for grub Snag a counter seat and people watch, you won't be disappointed! After some biscuits&gravy, it's back to home base to get ready for the day. By 10am, I was on my way to TI so say hello to the gang in the 9am mixed-game.
When I got to TI, the game was going strong with LVM, Yappy, Mrs Lederer and J20. It was nice to watch the game and talk shop with fellow cards fiends Try as he might, Mike kept trying to get me to join the game, "we'll teach ya" he pleaded....but my standard response was, "I don't even know how to spell Badugi." Besides, I was playing in the Venetian Deep-stack and needed to get going. Off I hoofed over the walkway and down into one the best poker rooms around! I got registered then went up to the little Italian Cafe for a drink and pastry and some more people watching before heading down for what I'd hope to be a marathon poker table visions danced in my head!
We got kicked-off just after noon with a surprisingly low number of entrants, at least to me. A paltry 4 tables had been enrolled for a total of 36 entrants. 5 would be paid with 1st-3rd locking up 80% of the $17,460 prize pool. 10k chips, 40 minute blinds and just about the best structure I’ve seen keeps me coming back to this tourney time and time again! I’d vowed to myself to be observant, be more aggressive, think through hands better and just play plain ‘ole good poker. And if I can break my own arm I have to say, I played some of the best poker I’ve EVER played in my short poker playing life! In quick order I was able to peg players, take advantage of my image and lighten the mood with some harmless frivolity.
I was stuck in the 10-seat, one of my least favorite and had already identified trouble sitting 2 to my left. He was a VERY serious player who didn’t crack a smile the entire time. And since we all know that chip flow clockwise, I’d need a plan. This guy was playing poker and playing it well. Using position, open raising with “ATC” and making calls so he could take pots away if you showed weakness. He could also make lay downs and that would fit nicely within my plan and my eventual tight image! It’s always good to keep your eyes and ears open as you never know what you’ll pick up. Things like who are friends at the table, how they just played the last hand they’re rehashing, as well as who the local “pros” are . It’s simply AMAZING what you can pick up! Had I not been observant I woulda been racking my brain all day to figure out why the player seated on my right looked familiar. But since I was able to glance at his registration card, it was easy to come up with an answer. It was none other that John Strzemp. Now of course, he’s not a Doyle or Daniel but I’d recognized him from “tv poker” and knew he knew his game. All it meant was I had another piece of the puzzle. Turns out he’s a pretty damn tight player and that’s saying a lot coming from someone like me. He’s also a very grumpy person, thankfully he didn’t last too long, going out on a “bad beat” and not taking it well to boot!
[I’ll detail some of the more interesting hands in the next post for those actually interested]
By the 1st break, we were down to 3 tables and I’d been able to chip to around 18k. Not too bad considering I hadn’t seen a pocket pair better than 7s and no AK connecting post-flop. Levels 5&6 killed me! Combined with the escalating blinds and trying to take a pot off a loon cutting his relatively new chops (during level 1, this guy flopped quad queens holding pockets then not an orbit later turned a straight flush and got paid off on both), I was promptly smacked back down to around 11k. We went into our 2nd break with 2 tables left. Our table stayed in tact with new players rotating in, good for observation. But beware, as every time a new player is added, the table dynamics change! As mentioned, it’s always nice to be friendly as you can really reap some benefits, some better for poker than others. I was completely floored when a local (who thought I was local - I need to work on my image) actually started soft-playing me. I’m not condoning the action, and would certainly never do it myself but I’m going to take advantage of all that’s offered me….
Thanks to some real “lucky” hands (2 to be precise); by the end of level 3, I’d chipped up to 45k, enough to be a table leader at this point! We headed into level 10, 1k/2k/300 with 6 players at our table and 5 at the other. One more bust and we form up the final. Not that it means a DAMN thing as we all know where the money’s at With 9 players left, the hand that would end my night came up. 3 of us got it all-n pre-flop and when the dust settled, I’d experienced my 1st bad-beat of the day. A crushing blow for sure but nothing I could do about it ‘cept say, “nice hand, good luck y’all” then stroll out of the casino as there’s no reason for the 7th place finisher to stick around. That was a "$6,000 hand," and had it held up; I would’ve held 1/3rd the chips in play and been a “near lock to go deep! As it stood, all I could do was haul my depressed arse over to TI, hoping to find commiserating souls to share my story of “bad luck.”
Thankfully I found several, including LVM and my friend Cindy. I shared my “bad beat” and they took it in as gracefully as any player who’s heard it all before possibly can I needed to eat and clear my head. Cindy was nice enough to “lend me some comp dollars” and off to the coffee shop I headed. After a nice meal, allowing enough time for digestion of the meal and the tournament, I headed back to the poker room. Cindy was in the tournament and I’d decided to hang around to wait for a friend of ours that was also in town. Time quickly passed and before I knew it 10pm was rolling around. I knew I shouldn’t play and more cards, since after 7&1/2 hours of play at the Venetian, my poker playing mind was mush. We can all see where this is heading, right?
Not only did I play more cards, I got talked into joining the mixed-game You’re an EVIL, EVIL person LVM Mike would teach us newbies the ropes as we started up a 2/4 mixer and off it went! We had a great time with several AVPers (Mrs Lederer, Motorcycle John, OtherDave and a lurker) as well as those looking for more than just another Hold ‘Em game. I only bought in for $100 and ended up having a GREAT time. When 1am rolled around, it was time to call it quits. I was up and down all session, getting back to “even” a couple of times. When I cashed out, I was down $30 for my lesson. Not too bad for NEVER having played the games in rotation prior to sitting down.
All in all, it was a great day and I’d do it all over again in a heartbeat. And since I don’t leave for another 7 days, I’m sure I’ll have a chance to repeat!

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Guest Posted on August 5th, 2007
So played again the next day and again got up to $60k in chips.
Early on got very lucky when all in with 44 vs. 99 and flopped a set. Flopped a set of 6's on a T high board vs. QQ and won a big pot.
On the button, i get Q3 suited and with 4 limpers in front of me, I call. Flop comes Q99 adn everyony checks to me and I bet, folds around to last player who thinks for a while and shoves all in for about $10K (I bet $2K). I thought for a while, asked him if he hit the 9. obv. this is a great bluffing board and a great move if he doens't put me on the 9. I fold and turn my Q face up.
2 hands later, same scenario. Bunch of limpers and I call with AT, flop comes Txx, and it's checked around to me again and I bet. Folds around to the same player who just went all in, and again he thinks. I am talking up a storm. "Cmon.. you hit the T?" "no way you hit that" "you serious, you really hit the T?", he goes all in and I call, he turns over A9 and I win the pot.
So tht point here is that I did well both days and then 1 hand wrecked me..
In the BB I have 33, folds around to the SB who raises to $2K and I went all in instantly (mistake#1) without really thinking about it. He calls and shows JJ, and i lose a bit less than half my stack.
Mistake #2 - playing too tight after that beat and getting away from my normal game. In late position didn't call a raise with 76 suited (2 callers) and flop came K66. I normally would have played that with my stack and position.
ended up going all in with decent ace and losing a race.
I played both days very well and built a huge stack early. I need to not let a beat get me down and stay focused. It was just that that loss yesterday (Deep Stack #1) got to me cause I was thinking that if I won it, I have a HUGE stack and in great position.

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