Day 1 Of The WSOP Main Event: We Came, We Saw, We Conquered. Kind Of.

Another year, another voyage into the land of the desert for the World Series Of Poker Main Event. So far I am a solid 0-3 in my years entering the Main. The first resulted in a decent Day 2 finish. The second was a pure bubble situation where I couldn't hold on long enough in Day 3. Two years ago before Covid? Well, let's just say I put in a good effort for that hour and a half I lasted in the tournament (ignore the former advertisers but highlight that tricep of a greek god). 

Yesterday was my first live poker tournament in about 2 years. How'd we do? You tell me…

Warrior Poet indeed. I kept my cool. I picked my spots. I played the damn game. Am I happy with having 62,600 chips after starting with 60K and grinding though 12 hours of poker? You're goddamn right I am. Weaker men/women/however you like to be identified would've succumb mercifully in some of the positions I was put in yesterday. I easily could've been All-In for my stack in at least 3 separate scenarios (K9 two pair to a set of KKs, KK to AA, KK to AA - AGAIN), but I was able to minimize my losses. I played for most of the day around 30K in chips and was patient. And now we ride into Day 2 at 400-800 blinds which means I will have about 78.5 BB's. That's a lot of chipolas. Now we go for the salsa. I think. If you want to hear in detail (hand histories and such) with Mintzy high as a kite breathing into the mic and me calling Nate an asshole no less than 4000 times, listen to last night's Cracking Aces we recorded at 4am EST. 

Tomorrow at 11am Vegas time we ride. Maybe we'll revisit the featured table on PokerGo which will be airing on CBS when they put out their coverage of the WSOP again: 

If only Glenda was still around to see how far we've come…