I played day 2b of the WSOP Main Event today. My starting table was super unusual. I showed up with 43,950 chips to a table full of solid players. Bryan Devonshire, Jon Friendberg and Matt Jarvis were all in a row across from me. Everyone else at the table was solid too. What made it weird was that we were all fairly low on chips. The average stack at our table was ~40k when the average stack in the tournament was more like 60-70k. I was pretty concerned about the table draw, but it turned out to be not too bad. There was hardly ever a big pot played as most of us seemed content on staying out of each other’s way.
One small, funny thing was Devonshire enjoying a $2/minute massage right in the face of a guy at the table who had just confessed he has $50,000 trapped on UB. I don’t think it crossed Devonshire’s mind as being in any way inappropriate. Most of those UB guys were happy to take money from the site, but never actually felt personally responsible for the product they were endorsing. I guess that’s just par for the course in our cashgrab culture.
To give you an idea of how tough the was, here were two topics of conversations discussed at the table:
1. What it was like playing on PokerRoom.com (a site that long since ago defunct and didn’t service U.S. players after the UIGEA).
2. What stats you like to appear on your HUD when playing online.
Those are two pretty solid indicators that you’re playing at a table full of competent players.
Anyway, given how awful the table draw was, I was fine with having broken even over the course of six hours before the table broke. My next table was much better. Even just within 20 minutes of play, it was obvious to me that I only needed to be concerned about one or two guys.
There were only three pots I played all day in which I put more than 20,000 into the pot. I’ll share the details of the most interesting one.
During 500/1000/100, I raised to 2,400 in middle position with 99. A French player that had shown some spazzy tendencies called in position. The flop nearly brought a tear to my eye, A96. 17.5 hours into the tournament, it was the first set I had flopped. I led out for 3,200 and the French guy called. A 7 came on the turn. I led out for 5,200 and had to contain my excitement when the French guy raised to 15,000. He was fairly pot committed at that point, so I didn’t bother trying to do anything fancy and just shoved my remaining ~38,000. He insta-turbo-snap-called me and showed 77. So awesome! Floated me on the flop and then turned a worse set. Can’t ask to get any luckier!
That got me up to 106,000. I was moved to a new table shortly after that which was much tougher. For the most part, everyone was pretty competent. I peaked at 123,000 before not winning a pot in the final two hours of play to bag up 96,400 for day three.
Overall, I’m very happy with how the first two days have gone. I was only all-in once fading one out and haven’t been below 40 big blinds at any point. Day three is hugely important; it’s pretty much the make or break day for everyone in the field in terms of determining their chances of cashing. I’m happy to have a day off tomorrow because after that, it’s poker day in and day out until the final table.