I don’t know how, but somehow, improbably, I’m still in the 2011 WSOP Main Event. I’m really tired and I’ve basically already written this blog 140-characters at a time on Twitter, so I’ll keep this brief.
There’s 144 players left and I’m one of them. I don’t have many chips; I’ve had under 40 big blinds since early on day 3 and somehow I’ve made it to day 6. Tomorrow, I’ll start with 11 big blinds. Short-stacked for sure, but it’s tournament poker; anything can happen!
I’m just really happy to be in. The poor sleep and poor nutrition and no exercise is catching up with me, but adrenaline and excitement of going deep more than compensates for it. I’m just going to keep playing my best and believing for as long as I can. No matter what the outcome at this point, I couldn’t be happier with this result. I’ve had less than 2% chance of surviving all of the all-in hands I’ve played.
Who knows? Maybe it really is the #yearoftheginger!
After we bagged up chips, I stood in the middle of the room and looked around for a few moments and all I could think was, “wow, is this really happening?” Going deep in this tournament is the most fun and most surreal experience. I can’t even describe it. The hype. The media. The drama. The four- or even five-figure swings in equity on every hand you play. It’s an indescribable rush and one that I’ve found hard to duplicate in any other way. I’ve jumped out of planes before, but the WSOP Main Event might be better.
Thanks for your support, everyone! You have no idea how much it helps.
Back to a normal life soon, but hopefully not until later this week!