Thursday, July 12, 2018

Main Event wrap-up

Above: The Rio All-Suite Hotel and Casino is the venue for the World Series of Poker.

Now that I'm home, it's time to look back at the WSOP Main Event. Most tournaments are ho-hum, but there's something about the Main that gets your blood pumping. I'm hoping to play again next year to atone for some of this year's sins.

Do you have a fitness band? I wear a Fitbit Charge 2, a toy/gizmos I enjoy. It displays my pulse, and I have a low one (in the 62-66 range). While playing in the main, I noticed it was often 72ish. After one big hand where the villain (unsuccessfully) bluffed me, I noticed it was 85.

My fitness band also records my sleep. I noticed the three nights before I played, I only slept 6+ hours. The nights in-between, I slept 8 hours. Sleep is important. What can I do next year to improve on this? I also noticed late in Day 1 and Day 2, I lost chips. Was I tired and not playing as well?

I did eat properly. When I play, I see guys on their dinner break with plates piled high. You will find me eating a salad.

What else can I do to maximize my chances next time?

Above: Bring money. There are plenty of things to buy if you have coin of the realm.

Above: The Masquerade Tower is part of the Rio. I think it's for the high rollers. Guess what? I've never stayed there.

Saturday, July 7, 2018

Main Event run ends

Above: You have to climb a lot of steps to survive in the WSOP Main Event.

I'm sitting in my room watching poker on TV. An hour or so ago, I was playing in the event. Playing is more fun than watching.

I started with 14 big blinds. Early I shoved with 9-9 and everyone folded. The blinds and antes ground me down and I shoved with A-K and again with A-J. It's tough with a short stack. You basically have to shove or fold. Raising and then having to fold to a three-bet is a recipe for disaster. I shoved one last time from the cut-off on a steal and the BB called with A-J. I whiffed the board and was gone.

I've got to come back and play again next year. Even though I don't like my result, I enjoyed playing and the excitement.

Above: The shot clock when I busted.

Above: The Gold Coast was my headquarters for the past eight days.

Friday, July 6, 2018

Limped into Day 3

Above: The Rio Casino is the home of the WSOP.

I've advanced to Day 3 (Saturday), but played terribly. Having some bad luck didn't help either. My stack moved up above 100,000 chips, then slowly went down. I bagged 28,300 which is 14 big blinds, so I'll need some luck tomorrow. I guess the good news is that I'm used to having a short stack, but there's no room for error here.

Some days it goes like that, and I know it. Was good to have today (Friday) off to recover and rebuild my confidence. Some encouraging tweets by friends -- thanks.

Something you seldom see: A guy at my table raised. Guy 2 three bet. Guy 1 shoved. Guy 2 went into the tank and finally asked if he folded would Guy 1 show. He said yes. Guy 2 folded K-K face up. Guy 2 showed A-A. I don't think I've ever folded kings preflop. If they have it, they have it. Have you seen this at the table?

Above: The mascot's name is Chippy. Read more here:

Above: Up close at the Rio.

Above: A lady waits for her Uber driver at the WSOP.

Wednesday, July 4, 2018

Next stop is Day 2

Above: That's me with 50,000 chips in front. The dealer took a joker from a deck of cards and held it over my head. She may be right.

We started Day 1B with 50,000 chips. I was able to move up nicely reaching a high of 106,000. Then the last two hours things went south.

I think I did have some bad luck in my table draw. One guy finished 150th in the ME last year, and there were two players who had previously won bracelets. Maybe I'm saving my luck for Day 7!

Anyway, I'm moving on with 76,500 chippies. My Day 2 is Thursday, so bring them on.

Above: The Gold Coast, where I'm staying, is next door to the Rio. In fact, you can see it in the background.