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FOOLS GOLD
In the same room, just twenty-one hours earlier, I maneuvered my way to the final table of the last preliminary event, the HORSE. I was very pleased with how I played. I certainly benefited from luck – including not getting UNlucky at key times – but it seemed (to me at least) like a masterful show of short-stack limit poker. Bobbing and weaving, saving bets, wringing out extra bets, stealing, making laydowns – I had it all working.
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VOYAGE OF THE DAMNED
These words were first written at midnight, as Tuesday, January 13 became Wednesday, January 14.
I’m standing in line to play in my third tournament of the day, the Midnight-Madness Last-Chance $540 + $40 Mega-Satellite into the WPT Main Event at Beau Rivage that starts in a shade under 12 hours.
Tournament criticism: There is only one person working the registration desk.
Tournament compliment: The line moves pretty quickly.
Tournament bonus trivia: The one person working the registration desk is Johnny Grooms, the poker room manager here at the Beau Rivage.
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I’m writing this at 3 AM on Tuesday. I just reached the final table in the HORSE event at the Southern Poker Championship here at the Beau Rivage in Biloxi. We played 14 1/2 hours and the final table starts at 4 PM. This is both good and bad news.
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Saturday, 2:03 PM
The tournament started an hour ago and there are still 14 people ahead of me in line.
Well, I didn’t spare Harrah’s any criticism when they had long lines, so despite the respect I have for Ken Lampert and MGM Mirage, they are fair game for having their weaknesses exposed.
So here goes:
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I now see, as I wait in line to register for the tournament, a woman sitting behind a desk bearing the sign “MGM Mirage Players Club.” I could have saved 25 hyperventilating minutes if she had been at her post at 12:45. In her place back then was a guy in a soiled Atlanta Braves baseball cap smoking a cigarette. He was definitely not an employee of MGM Mirage.
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Saturday, 1:05 PM
Waiting in line to register, another very long line. I see my first familiar face in Biloxi. Paul “Eskimo” Clark. This makes sense. Mississippi is practically Clark’s home turf.
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I got myself (mostly) dressed, entirely in clothing I conveniently stored on the floor, and raced downstairs to get my first look at Beau Rivage. Nice enough place. In Vegas terms, I’d put it above Rio, around Mirage, maybe even nudging slightly toward Billago. The place was pretty new when they had to rebuild after Katrina and that was less than two years ago, so it has that “new casino” feel that makes any place seem nicer.
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Saturday, 1:20 PM
I think I’ve been drugged.
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My assistant Shauna is harping on me endlessly to get a blog done today. Because Shauna is real smart and real pushy and a great assistant (and, as I think I mentioned before, she resembles Sandra Bullock), I try to give her what she wants. And today, as I have struggled getting through another blog (that I hope will appear shortly after this one) she keeps asking me, “What about Don Juan?”
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I recently found myself in the uncomfortable position of having to persuade someone I didn’t want to persuade to let me do something I didn’t want to do. I worked up the nerve to ask Uncle Tilty to send me to Biloxi, Mississippi, to write about the Southern Poker Championship, culminating in a World Poker Tour Event at the Beau Rivage on January 14-17. I was thrilled/confused/disappointed when Full Tilt agreed.
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