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Around 130 hours of poker and little else apart from eating and sleeping
IT'S possible today will be my final WSOP tournament of the trip.
If I go well this afternoon/evening andmake day two, all well and good. If I get knocked out I'll have a night away from poker, a few beers, maybe a show and take the day off tomorrow before reassessing.
In the first 12 days of the trip I reckon I've clocked up somewhere around 130 hours of poker and done little else apart from eat and sleep.
These cirque du soleil jobbies have never appealed to me that much, but they are everywhere and I keep hearing good reports about them.
The Blue Man Group are here on site at The Venetian, so I might just have a wander over, despite the negative reports from Lutoner Rob Garfield after he saw them last summer.
Three dudes covered in blue paint drumming on stuff under fancy lighting. What's not to like?
I had Kevin O'Leary on my opening table of yesterday's deepstack, so had an entertaining couple of hours before we all got moved elsewhere.
It's amazing how they pay him off and he'd doubled up within ten minutes courtesy of a guy from Peterborough, who seemed to know us both but who I couldn't place.
Playing with two Luton legends obviously phased him, as he wanted to get it all in with king-queenon a queen-nine-eight flop. Kevin was a slight favourite here with ten-jack.
Things took the usual pattern for me as I got a stack (15,000 up to 50,000) before going out not long before dinner. This time I took a view with pocket tenson an ace-eight-two, two-heart flop.
It sure did look like the guy in the small blind was flushing but he turned over ace-queen after check-raising me all in. That's it, I'm never trusting my instincts again!