Now if that don't make you read, son, you ain't never gonna get yer readin' done 'tall.
Either that or you've got taste. I hope you don't. We could never be friends.
I get up for work at 3 AM. I'm at the cube by 4. Last night, I entered a 5 + .50 tournament on UB at 7:00. I'm stupid. I'm used to it.
These games have always been good to me in the past. The night before I entered another tourney on UB with 2300 players and made it to the "money".
In that case, it was a freeroll, the money was in "bonus dollars", and my big win was 50.
0.50 BONUS cents.
I'll have to work it off. God help me.
So, anyhoo, it was one of these massive 5+.50 (my freeroll picked up the juice) that payed my way to the blogger meet in Vegas, and last night was another good rush.
618 people total and, as always, the rule in these things is ultra-tight and steal ALL the blinds. I raised every pot from the SB. I don't mean that to say MOST, but ALL. Until I got to the final table, I never let a blind slip by. Its amazing how often people will fold to a minumum raise from the SB. Then, in a ramarkable bit of awareness from the fish, if I was first to lead out with ANY bet UTG after the flop, its a guaranteed nuts-or-fold situation. Great stuff.
I made the obligatory, "please watch me" to Otis at 11:30. Then busted out in 3rd place. Payout was a relatively nice $382.50. Not bad for a fiver.
I'd recap the actual hands. But who gives a rip? I finished 3rd.
That actually makes up my LIVE tourney losses from the night before.
Otis, Bad Blood and I found a nice game at $75+5. I think there were 19 players at 3 tables. The blind structure wasn't bad at all, but with 3 tables Otis and I found ourselves at a 6 person table without the cards to compete. I was the second player out after my opponent caught a boat on the river and checked it to me. I made a buy effort, he called, I ate some very tasty chicken wings until the cash game started.
C'est la vie!
By the way, Otis is a great man. Send him a nice note. He's having one helluva year!