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Believe it or not I actually played the in the $5K Bike tournament last year. The result was fairly similar to main event adventure I experienced this year and I was out in the first or second level. More than likely it was the first level.
I was able to satellite in through a $500 tournament on a whim after final tabling the OE World Championship a couple of days earlier. Unfortunately I wasn’t able to play this year’s OE and didn’t have the chance to play any satellites because they were at a higher price than last year.
Thank god the WPT raised the buy in to $10K. This allowed me to save the $1000 that I would have spent on a sat and instead it I blew a reasonable $500 on coke and whores in the lovely city of Bell Gardens.
The bad thing about tournaments in Cali is that there is generally no hotel attached to the casino, sans Commerce. And who wants to stay at the Commerce hotel when you can stay in Hollywood? With the hotels being driving distance away from the casinos, when usually they’re stumbling distance, the debauchery was kept to a minimum at the Bike.
Even at the minimum there was still plenty of interesting episodes. Eating 6 bowls of edamame and drinking 6 large Sapporos at Yosh’s bar stands out in mind as an interesting evening. It only got more interesting the next day when I released a bright green BM. Having only experience this drastic color change once before after eating a box of Oreos, I was compelled to take a picture but the battery was dead on my Canon Elph. I would suggest that anyone who likes soy beans to try eating 6 bowls of edamame at least once in their lifetime. The results will not disappoint.
The other outstanding moment from The Bike 06 was Gavin voicing his opinion to the final table that the F-Bomb rule was in fact “fucked.” Having succumbed to the 10 minute penalty during my aforementioned OE tournament, I felt Gavin’s pain. It’s like a strip club that doesn’t allow you shove a dollar bill down a stripper’s panties. Bunk!
Anyway Gavin arrived at the final table, I believe it was 8 handed at the time, and proceeded to tell the world his feelings on the F-bomb rule. His statement was something similar to this, “Fuck the fucking Bike for fucking having this fucking stupid fucking rule about saying a fucking word like fuck. Fuck you. Fuck the Bike. Fuck off.”
It quite possibly was the funniest thing I’ve seen in 6 weeks and I swear to god I pee’d a little in my pants. The absolute best part was that no one that was at the final table or any of the tournament directors said a word to Gavin. Everyone on the rail, including several WPT peeps were in tears by the time Gav finished his comments on the vocabulary requirements of The Bicycle Casino in Bell Gardens California.
Good Times.
Next up, the asshole of America, Atlantic City… Bah.
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