I open my AQ and champie shows JT off. GG. 

I should have fired at the flop and pushed all in on the turn.  i dont think he can call in that position and i'll pick up the pot right there.  fuck i hate the rio.  I can't wait to get out of here. 

My world series consisted of 6 events, 22.5k in buy ins, 65 hours of play, and one cash of 2600.  With last longer bets and a  cash i spent 4600 to play all those events and kill all that time.  Thank gawd for blackjack cause i'm up 3500 for the trip but lets not talk about roulette.  I got enough to play a sat for the bellagio cup tomorrow...  maybe i'll just walk over to chipolte and get a burrito.  that has a guaranteed positive outcome.

i gotta poop.

 

-JDN

Old guy then proceeds to check it down with me. Wtf? Flush draw? I show my 9s and drag the pot. Okay... I'll take it. I don't show any of my hands for the rest of the level and I run my stack up to 45k. SNAP! Its miller time!

Random old guy and random interet player have been busted and were replced by random old guy #2 and random euro with bad skin and bad facial hair. Maybe I'll introduce him to jessica simpson's world of proactive. The highlights of the day include watching the video of Helmuth crash a nascar and gavin farting while swinging in wii baseball. At least I'm having fun on the breaks On the pod: The Garden by Cut Chemist Brunt Pride by Latyrx Nobody but You by The Black Keys

I figure to I'm going to need to gamble in a few spots on the way to the final table. Or at least on the way to dinner break. If I hit the king I'm going to get all of his chips and if I'm wrong I can get away from the hand. The flop falls 9Q2. No decision here. I check and Annoying guy insta-shoves. After few seconds of deep thought I fold the kings face up. Annoying tries to muck his hand but ego gets in the way and pulls the two cards out of the muck to show them to the table. He proceeds to tell me that it was a good lay down. No shit sherlock! I respond by telling him it was an easy lay down and I almost layed it down preflop. Oh well. Down to 10k. This is where fun begins! Table draw: Seat 1 - annoying guy (raising a lot then thinking for 5 minutes when some one raises him. Now he's playing with milwaukee's best light (aka the beast) flash light thingy.) Seat 2 - random middle aged dude. ( Wearing a nice dress shirt he bought just for the tournament) Seat 3 - Larry aka Mr Wobbles ( his shirt has his name on it and he has a severe case of the wobbles. In fact its probably a medical condition) Seat 4 - Santa Clause (he's lost some weight, trimmed his hair, and sporting a generous ammount of bling, but I swear its him.) Seat 5 - random young guy (tried to raise the first hand of the tourney to 150 with blinds at 50/100. Maybe he thought it was a limit tournament.) Seat 6 - random asian guy Seat 7 - random old dude Seat 8 - JDN Seat 9 - random internet qualifier Seat 10 - random asian guy

Table draw somewhat bland. Stud players are generally a boring lot. So much so that Erik Seidel is taking mini-siestas in between hands. Seat 1 - JDN (the hero of this adventure) Seat 2 - the 'stache (I've seen this guy around a lot but have no idea what his name is. He is also taking cat naps at the table.) Seat 3 - Random nerdy guy ( plays tight as a drum) Seat 4 - Dave (pretty sure this the guy from live at the bike and he likes to chat up seat 5) Seat 5 - Erik "I was in rounders damn it!" Seidel Seat 6 - random bad internet player Seat 7 - random horrible player (cannot read his hands without holding the cards up and doesn't understand the concept of being quarter in omaha) Seat 8 - random non-descript guy (his jacket sleeves are a bit short.) On the Pod: Ball of Bolten Lead by YOB Media Screws by Kalas Rip Van Winkle by Witch

I made two donk moves today that worked out in my favor. First time it was folded to me in the small blind and with A2 and I raise it up as any normal poker player would. Big blind almost insta-calls and I bet out on a flop of 335 as he reraises me. I push all in before his chips hit the felt. For some reason as soon as I saw the flop I was prepared to go all in. Its my cat like sixth sense coming into play. He calls with little hesitation, I'm thinking hes got a flush draw, and flips over the big K3. Dang! But I got out!!! Turn is J and the river flows into the very sexy 4. Snap! That's a strizzlate! Double up to 28k. In the other hand I make a stanard raise under the gun with 66, get one caller before Matt Matros pushes in for about 6k. I think about for a second before pushing all in hoping the other guy would. Of course he fold and Matt flips over pocket tens. Since this is a donk story the river has to be 6. As Matt was walking away he said, "I knew it was coming, I just wanted see what color it was." Snap. Quote if the Tournament: "Oh you pros and your big stacks... " -seat 3 referring to my stack of chips Oh if he only knew... -JDN

Who's the donk? Me of course. I still have around 15k and the player thought I had QQ. He also asked me twice after the hand and once during break if I had the ladies so I guess it might be good for my table image. Unless he reads this... Whatever I can barely count my chips out and verbalize raizes. I got no table image. -JDN