The Day After
So, obviously, I didn’t take the TOC all that seriously yesterday. I got incredibly sloshed at a beach party right before, didn’t show up until about 30 minutes in, and busted out in the middle of the pack shoving an OESD into Hoy.
Considering that (all things equal) I had a 1 in 22 chance at winning the ME seat, one could imagine that there’s a hint of regret that I basically wasted what might be my best chance ever to play in the Main Event. As drunk as I was, I feel like I was actually playing pretty decently and was far from out of the tournament before my final hand. I even told myself earlier in the day that if I had any chance to win, I would have to reign in my bluffing tendencies a bit. Sadly, I forgot to remind myself of that after nearly a fifth of Maker’s.
But I have no regrets. As I mentioned before, I doubted my ability to make it to Vegas this year if I somehow luckboxed my way into one of the prizes, especially the ME seats. Of course, if that actually would have happened I would have tried everything in my power to make it happen, but knowing it would be tough anyways put me in the mindset weeks ago that I probably wasn’t going to take this tournament seriously. When I got word on Thursday that one of my good friends was planning a beach BBQ for his birthday celebration, I had a choice to make: go sober and put forth a solid effort in the TOC or get plastered and try my best anyways.
It’s obvious by now what my decision was but, in all honesty, I don’t know if my chances were really that damaged by the amount of alcohol in my system. Yesterday wasn’t the first time I ended my tournament life by overshoving with just a draw, and unless I start putting serious effort into my game, there’s no doubt that it won’t be the last. Nevertheless, I made the decision that I was going to enjoy my time at the BBQ, and if it meant that I lessened my chances at winning a seat, oh well.
So, all in all, yesterday was still a success for me. WSOP or not, it’s hard to find regret in a warm Sunday afternoon at the beach with your best friends and plenty of booze.
GG me.
GG CK and jjok too (good choice in not giving me those chips I kept begging for). GG to the other two winners. I have no doubt that the four of you will represent us bloggers better than I ever could.
posted by Matt @ 9:09 PM
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2 Comments:
Whoever you beat heads up for that TOC seat should be pissed.
In fact, I am a bit choked that you didn't take it more seriously.
I mean seriously dude!!
Eh, I don’t think it’s that big of a deal. It’s not like I didn’t show up like at least one other person I know of.
I may not have taken it as seriously as others or “brought my A game” but it wasn’t like I wasn’t trying to play. I wasn’t chip dumping. I didn’t drop any hammers (as drunk as I was, I had at least enough wit to fold the one I had when 3-bet AIPF).
My excuse for going all in on the turn with an OESD was that I was drunk; what was the excuse for the guy who did the same against me?
When I say I wasn’t taking it seriously, I mean that I was more focused on having a good time than how I finished. I don’t mean that I was just goofing around and intentionally wasting my spot. I tried to play my best, bluffed one hand too hard and it cost me the game. Yes, I put myself at a bigger disadvantage by getting hammered beforehand, but I still tried my best given the circumstances.
So whatever.
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