July 9th, 2006


It's me again. I'm pretty tired, so I'm not going to say much, but thanks for the virtual sweating! I have 15% of a bracelet and 682k down so far, going for the rest of it...

I'm excited to be at my first WSOP FT. You guys all know that I'm all about winning or trying to win the most money, not about making a "final table" or "the money" or "day 2" or "the dinner break", but I have to admit, only when we got down to ten players, I thought it would be pretty cool to be up on that stage on Sunday. And so I am!

Terrence is out in 8th place

Terrence is out of the tournament in 8th place... he sent me home to update our blogs while he deals with the payout paperwork. His luck from yesterday did not continue. :(

I expect he will post a detailed recap when he gets home.

Busted in 8th

This update comes from borrowing a staffer's computer at the PokerStars suite, so I'll try to make it quick.

If you were watching on PokerWire or CardPlayer or whatever, you already know the gory details. This is the full story of my day, some six hands of it:

1. I raise 3utg with AT. Anthony calls from the BB. It comes 985 with two diamonds. He bets and I fold. He shows 9d7d.

2. Anthony raises from the cutoff. Corey calls from the SB. I call from the BB with KQ. Flop comes down Q85. We check it around. The turn comes a K, a second heart. Corey checks, I bet 30k, they both fold.

3. I raise to 36000 with AQ. Justin moves all-in for ~210k more. I call. He has 75 and the flop comes 975. I'm down to 240k or so. Sucks, but still in contention.

4. I raise 2utg with AT. Tri Ma moves all-in. I fold.

5. Matusow opens for 33000 from the cutoff. Anthony calls. I call from the BB with 44. The flop comes Q85. I check, Mike checks, Anthony bets, and we both fold. Down to about 120k.

6. Anthony limps utg, Corey limps, I move all-in with AK, Anthony calls, Corey folds. Anthony shows 44 and this time the four flops. I'm done in 8th.


I'm disappointed, but not totally bummed. All day yesterday, almost nothing bad happened to me. Today nothing good happened to me. That's all it takes. It wasn't my day, and I accept that.

Maybe more thoughts later on making the final table, busting out to a bad beat, etc.

Final table miscellany

First, thanks for all the comments here, IMs, e-mails, and so on.


Talked a little bit before we started with Thomas. He said an odd thing, which was something like, "hey, if you double up just one time you're right back in there." Which struck me as an odd comment, since I was second in chips. Apparently a lot of the sites were recording some really inaccurate end of day totals.


Wasn't sure if I'd be nervous playing today, but I wasn't at all. In the slightest. In fact, about 20 minutes in, after playing a couple small pots, I actively made the realization, "weird, I'm not even a little bit nervous." Truth be told, I was probably more nervous yesterday playing pots.

I think I wasn't nervous because I was too busy having fun. It's not that often, these days, that I'm truly having a lot of fun playing poker. But this was a lot of fun. I wish it had lasted longer. I obviously wasn't willing to do anything to ensure that it would last longer, of course. :) So yeah, I highly recommend to anyone that they final table a WSOP event. I'd recommend winning too, but I can't give a first-hand account of what that's like. I suspect it's even more fun.


If I feel bad, I can only imagine how Matt Heintschel feels. The first all-in showdown of the day involved Anthony raising from the button and Matt moving all-in from the SB. Anthony called and showed Ad8s and Matt showed Ac8c. Matt claps his hands and exclaims, "yeah, I'm freerolling!" I utter, "well...kinda...but not really..."

Flop diamond-diamond-diamond. Turn diamond. River diamond. Do not tempt the poker gods.


A selection of other memorable preflop all-ins involving Anthony Reategui. These all involve at least two large preflop raises.

Anthony limps in the SB, Quinn Do raises, Anthony moves in, Quinn calls. Anthony's Tc2c beats Quinn's AJ.

Anthony knocks out the 11th place guy with A9 vs AJ.

Anthony raises from three off the button, the SB moves in, Anthony calls getting a fairly good price. 74s good.

Anthony raises to 36k utg. Tri Ma from the button moves all-in for 180k. Anthony calls with Ac9h. Tri shows AsQc. Board comes out. We all study it. There are no nines on board, no 8765, T876, JT87 or QJT8 combination, not enough clubs and not enough hearts. It finally dawns on us that Anthony has actually lost an all-in showdown.

I don't, of course, believe in any player ever being destined to win a tournament, but if ever there was such a case, it was Anthony Reategui and this tournament.

Except he just lost, according to CardPlayer. Oops.


Bit of a minor controversy before we got started. Max Pescatori was late, and paged a number of times. Max made it clear the night before that he was staying home to watch the World Cup final (Max is a very patriotic Italian and was wearing an Italian flag as a bandana all yesterday and today). The TD told us Max had called and told hiim he was stuck in traffic, but we all knew what was going on (the penalty kicks ended around 1:45 PM or so, the final table was scheduled for 2 PM, and it was 2:10 by this point. We know there was no traffic. A couple people started grumbling and felt we should blind him off. The TD said no way, no how. Daniel Negreanu overheard the announcement that we were going to wait for him and offered his voice from the rail, saying it was ridiculous, a travesty, etc. Max showed up a few minutes later.


The cameras in the ESPN final table are such that it must take some mildly intricate chip stack placement for them to get a clean view of the hole cards.


About 7 hands in, Greg Raymer was nice enough to pay a visit to me at the final table and wish me luck. I thought this might actually be a benefit to me; I thought that if any of the players were perhaps intimidated by him maybe some of that would rub off on me. But next hand was the first of the two AT hands, so I guess that didn't work.


One of the players (I won't mention who in case he wouldn't appreciate it being mentioned) said to me after the bust-out that he thought I was the best player at the table, which was nice. (Hint: It wasn't Matusow.)

Some of Justin's cheering section shook my hand as I left, congratulating me on a great call with my AQ. I thought that that was rather interesting. It wasn't like I looked at Justin and thought "this guy is so on a re-steal." It was more like, "I have AQ in a 4-handed game and I'm getting 3:2. Okay."


I'm pre-registered for the $1000 NL tomorrow. I don't really want to play it. But I wouldn't mind final tabling it.


AQ vs. 75 for a 500k pot and maybe a quarter million dollars or so in equity? That I can take.

No, what I'm considering the worst bad beat of the day now is that my computer has just died. Bit the dust completely. How? I just walked around to check the phone number in this hotel, went back to the computer, touched my computer after brushing my feet on the floor, and static electrocuted my computer to smithereens.

It's just dead. If I hit the power button, the power LED blinks lamely and does absolutely nothing.

Hopefully the hard drive was not killed and can be dropped into another computer. I guess I'm hoping for an early bust-out tomorrow so I can get to a local shop.

Argggggggggggggggggggggh! This is so not my fucking day.

(Posted from my PowerBook, in case you were wondering.)