any given sunday

Every sunday I wake up and say it.
Today is the day.

Sundays, in all their beauty, are filled with laziness, indulgence, and of course, the biggest poker tournaments on the internet.
Sundays are the only day I can go to sleep with hundreds of thousands of dollars more than I had when I woke.

I rolled out of bed yesterday with the same thoughts.
Today.
It was a beautiful Vancouver afternoon, so breathtakingly perfect that I just couldn't wait to lock myself up in a room for 12hours and click my mouse.

And twelve hours later, wouldn't you know it. It was no longer today, and I was still in a tournament. Probably the biggest tournament on the internet that day, the full tilt $1million guarantee ($500 buyin, 2100 entrants).

$200,000 for first place, and only 8 people in my way.

It seemed like forever before someone busted, but eventually 1 did. And then there were only 8.

I was the short stack at the table and everyone was just sitting, waiting and praying for me to bust out so they could move up a pay grade. And I did not disappoint.

A few hands later I'm in the big blind and it was folded to the smallblind who, given the stack sizes, was going to move all-in with any two cards. Given that, my K6 suited looked awfully good. He pushed, I called, he sucked out, I cursed.
All pretty standard.

$20,000 richer nonetheless, and of course, there is always next sunday!

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