In one of the $525's that I played one evening, Martin Green came over and said to me away from the table "What is he doing playing in this?". "Who?" I asked. "Seat 8, next to you." "I dunno, why, is it someone famous?". Turns out I'm sat next to Todd Brunson, son of Doyle and famous for playing in the 'Big Game' at the Bellagio and part of the team that played for ridiculous stakes (ie millions) against billionaire banker Andy Beal. I'm still not sure why he was playing in a $500 single table satellite, but he was taking it very seriously, I can only think he was involved in a ridiculous last-longer bet with another player at the table he seemed to know.
I planned to play in the $1,000 bracelet event this week, but alas when I went to register they were full and I did not want to be an alternate, hence I didn't bother. In the end there were 800 alternates for this event which is pretty ridiculous.
After my fifth out of the money satellite yesterday afternoon, I decided to play a few hours online, and thought I would download the blonde Poker cardroom. £300 deposited, and less than four hours of play later I manged to quadruple it. The Tribeca software seems a lot smoother than I remember it being before so it looks like I may start playing there regularly. Also, after sticking solely to live play the last two weeks, it's quite refreshing to see 170 hands per hour online rather than the 40 you receive playing live.
Away from the tables, Martin Green is heading back to England for ten days today to read up on dice theory and throwing techniques, he has an able replacement however in Dpommo (left), who is arriving this afternoon.
As for future plans, I am definitely playing the Shootout event on Sunday and may give the $2,000 No-Limit event on Friday a spin too, that is if I can remember how to win in the meantime. I've read before that people can start to feel a tad jaded and fed up after a few weeks at the WSOP, maybe I am getting that way now, of course it is easy when you are winning your coinflips but when you run cold it can feel like a form of slow torture.