We’re less than a month away now, and it appears as though we will be able to accomodate every player who signs up. That’s right. Edna, the lovely sbo  poker room manager at the Aladdin, says she believes we’ll be able to get as many tables as we need. Of course, things are always subject to change, so I don’t want to guarantee anything, but this is great news!

Plus, Edna is right now working on a list of pros for us. I should know soon what success she’s had. There are a couple other outlets for signing up some familiar faces, so I’ll reach out to them after I hear back from Edna.

Less than a month! Can you believe it??

Revival

It’s been a while since I’ve blogged. [ED NOTE: Lefty last blogged Jan. 12, 2004.] I’ve seen my fair share of bad beats and suckouts over the last few weeks, only finding success in my weekly poker night at home [ED NOTE: I think he only plays against his new wife and their cats.]

Online poker was growing VERY frustrating, to a point that I considered throwing in the towel. The great thing about poker is… one night can change everything.

After quite a few disappointments, particularly during the WPBT events [ED NOTE: Pauly sucked out on my brother when his Presto beat Lefty’s pocket Tens.], I decided to “hang’em up” for a bit.

As a regular reader of this blog, I’ve enjoyed reading the success stories of my fellow bloggers [ED NOTE: He must be writing about Otis and GRob.], but deep down inside (and I’m not afraid to admit it) I resented it.

I asked the age old question, “Why not me?”.

Okay, hold on… I don’t want to get ahead of myself. So as not to wrongly encourage anyone to quickly scroll down through the backstory to see the end result of my late night tourney, I will tell you now, the end result is far from as grand as some of the current post’s outcomes.

Last nght, I got my first glimpse of the answer to that very question.

It started at about 12am when I was looking to get my the-night-before-my-day-off poker fix. I checked Poker Stars and couldn’t find a freeroll (yep… that’s what I’ve been reduced to…) but came up empty. On a whim, I checked over at UB, only to find a mysterious $15 in my account.

MY EYES LIT UP!

I quickly immersed myself into a $5, 6 person SNG. I cut down 2 of my opponents in the first 20 minutes with rockets and cowboys… I could already see this would be a good night. It only took 34 minutes to reach heads up. I battled back and forth for the next 20 minutes as my opponent and I unwillingly handed each other the chip lead flop after flop. The end came when I went all in with J/9 suited and he called with A/8 suited. The flop opened a straight draw and I filled it on the river…. TAKEDOWN. 2 bucks into my account.

Following my predictable pattern of poker self-destruction, I quickly looked for another way to lose that money back. There was a $5, $1k guarantee tourney filling up, so I registered.

I hung around, mostly playing Yahoo Canasta (too bad I can’t win money on that!), waiting for the start… finally, it came.

The first few hours are pretty much a blur. I played fairly tight, chasing only a few of my standard chase hands: The Hammer, of course, Smokey and the Bandit (10/4 suited), and Dolly Parton (9/5 suited).

*Please don’t ask me why…*

What I do remember, is knocking out the 21st player, thrusting all of us remaining into the money.

A few uneventful hands transpired, until my A/J suited both paired on the flop, resulting in the removal of the 11th place player, sending my fellow tablemates to the FINAL TABLE.

At this point, I felt invincible. I was catching the cards, getting the great starting hands, muscling the fish out [ED NOTE: Lefty has been known to be a little fishy himself]. A few close hands were solidified by 5th street, until there were only 2. I had an 80k chip lead and the confidence I only felt sitting at a table where I could stare into my opponents eyes.

It came down to one hand. We working our way back to about even… here it is…

My hand: 10/J suited

His hand: A/9 suited

Flop: 10d/Qc/4s

4th Street: 10s

River: Kh

Trip 10’s takes him down… my payout: $270. Not too shabby.

Needless to say, I’ve rediscovered the itch. So if anyone’s looking for me, I’ll be on UB, trying to give it back [ED NOTE: I would encourage everyone to reload in UB and look for Lefty! Oh, and congrats, my brother!!]