Event #54As a regular reader of this blog you will know that Mike was MIA last night, but we finally got some life signs from him today. Here is what he wrote:
"I ran into AA again with KK. Took half my stack when I built up to 22,000.
final two hands went like this. Blinds are 400-800 100 ante...... guy to my right raises to 2,200. I move all-in in the cutoff with AK off for 13,000. Big blind calls me for 12,200, original raiser folds. JJ in the big blind. I lose.
800 left, next hand. folds to me and I have AJ, I call for the 700 I have left....big blind is the only player in against me, he has wired 3s. Flop comes 3 10 10"
Julian continued today on day 2 of the $1,500 bracelet event #54, with about 2/3 of the average stack. He played himself deep into the money, but unfortunately not all the way to the bigger pay-outs. Nonetheless Julian finished in 156th place of the 2,800 field and doubled his investment - he should be proud of his accomplishment as the first Guanacaste player to cash in the WSOP 2009, congrats big guy!
Main EventMichele and his wife arrived today, they ran into me while I was playing at the Venetian (I wonder what authentic Italians think of that place...) and we will be signing him up Tuesday morning. Michele expects to play day 1A on July the 3rd, I will of course follow the action and keep you all updated on this blog.
Deep Stack Extravaganza at the VenetianThis tournament series has become extremely popular and well attended by pros and amateurs alike. The casino has enlarged their poker capacity, and today's $340 buy-in tournament attracted more than 950 players! Compare that to the similarly structured tourney at Caesar's which had 279 entries. Actually Caesar's tournament has more chips and longer levels, and start at a level lower in the blinds, but with the number of players at the Venetian they would not be able to finish the event in 2 days if they were to keep a structure like that. Still, plenty of chips and room for plays and maneuvres.
Both Diego, Jeff and I signed up, confirmed the now almost obligatory last-longer side bet and agreed on a small hedge. My table 35 is good enough, 2 or 3 very solid and tight players, plus a small handful calling stations, but nothing ridiculous. At the first break after two levels I connect with Jeff on the phone, but he is already out! 2 minutes later I run into Diego, also on his way home - WHAT!!? As the lone musceteer - but at least $40 richer - I sit down again and start building my stack. I make it all the way to $18,000 (starting stack $12,000) before I lose a smaller pot - when my table is broken into the 6th level (blinds $300-600, ante $50). I am moved a few tables down the line, and from being the chip leader at my table I become the small fish in the big pond with 4 of the stacks at the table larger than mine. I am UTG in the 1st hand and have to fold both my hands in the BB and SB. When I get the button my stack is at roughly $15,000. Everybody folds to me and I look down on

I raise to $2,000, and the SB immediately goes all-in over the top of me with a stack similar to my own. Now the audience has to know a couple of things: 1. I know the guy - a Venezuelan "loco" I know from both San Jose and Panama City, super and overly agressive and the thing that makes him tick is getting away with big bluffs - a classic latino macho donkey (with all due respect) 2. He does not remember me 3. I ain't folding this baby.
So I call, and to no surprise of mine he flips over

The "Doyle Brunson" hand proves it's magic by flopping two pairs and I am knocked down to $475, less than one big blind!!
I fold the following hand to the sounds of the moaning and groaning from the players around the table, but I laugh and give the dude a fist for good sportsmanship, ready to tighten the straps on my 3 Kings nylon bag and head home to Rio. In the next hand I get

- perfect hand!! I push my massive stack towards the middle, and now my brilliant Venezuelan friend decides to move all-in and leave thousands of $$ of dead money in the pot for me should I win the hand. Of coruse I do, his A 8 o ws no mach for my powerhouse when a 6 came on the turn - now I am at $2,200!! A couple of hands later I push again, twolimpers fold, my South American benefactor calls with 10 7, and my K J holds up - now I am at almost $6,000!!!! I will spare you the details of the next couple of hands, but within my first 20 minutes at the new table I build my stack back up to where I was and more - I doubled up with aces vs. A 10, and with my beautiful loose image I later doubled up again with KK vs. JJ. When my 2nd table broke I was the chip leader and the bully, my Venezuelan friend was on his way to the airport and my stack was at a very healthy $57,000! (average $24,000)
I find my new table, ready to conquer new territory. A real cooler when I sit down and see that the guy to my left has $125,000, his table mate, a cute Chinese poker dealer from upper state New York has $70,000. hmmmm.... not what I had hoped for, now I had to sit down and wait for opportunities while getting reads on my table and try not to tangle too much or too loosely with the big stacks to my left.
Slowly but surely I get the picture at the table. I am in seat 1 with around $60,000. In seat is a young dude who talks too much, a lot of chips arrive and leave his stack. In seat 3 and even more loose player who I see win and loose around $85,000 over the next 2 rounds of hands. In seat 4 the chinese poker dealer, seemingly very tight and knows how to play back at seat 2 and 3 when in position. She basically takes $100,000+ from both of them while I am there, without ever showing a card. In seat 5 Mr. congeniality who nevertheless hates seat 3 and loudly expresses his discontent when the young players gets away with plays seat 5 don't like. Of course he himself does nothing about it, in fact I see him lay down 4 pre-flop raises when other players put him to the test with all-in moves and large re-raises. Seats 6-7 are tight players, a new older gentleman arrives to seat 8 and plays surprisingly agressive. The first times he does that everybody backs down, but then we get the picture and I give him a hard tme when I push all-in against his position raises, he folds both times and I build my stack.
The field is now narrowing but our table has a lot of chips in play, and nobody is leaving anytime soon. At dinner break we are down to 170 out of the 950 starting, payout begins at 71. We play 1 level after the dinner break, and I take out seat 2 with A 10 suited against his 10 8 suited. I hit the $100,000 mark, average is around $75,000.
Blinds increase to $1,200-2,400, $300 ante. I lose a couple of steal attempts and a knocked down to average again, when a crucial comes up:
A young tight "idiot from Northern Europe"-type player in seat 10 who still overplays his cards open the pot in 2nd position to $6,400. He's got $50,000+ behind, I look down on

to his immediate left. I re-raise him to $25,000. Everyone else folds to him, he thinks about it for a long time and I am happy, confident I am way ahead. He finally decides to call. The flop comes

Seat 10 moves all-in immediately and I snap-call faster than you can say "suck-out!"
His pocket jacks are joined by the nasty

on the turn, so instead of me cruising towards the money and perhaps a realistic chance at the 1st prize a $100,000+ I am now sitting with $15,000 left in front of me and a nauseating feeling to my stomach. A fucking 2-outer with 2 cards to come, I was nailing the last nail in his coffin when the corps jumped out like a jack-in-a-box!!
I managed to steal the blinds and antes once, but the second time I moved all-in the Chinese dealer in seat 4 woke up with cowboys and this time they held up. Out on 137th place.
Still, I have been playing some of my best poker here in Vegas, I have run deep in all tournaments, I am just missing the last bit of luck to make my first big live score.
stay tuned