Last week, I posted plans to play a few of the early WSOP preliminary events. I was scheduled to leave for that trip this morning.
I woke up feeling miserable this morning, so much so that I didn’t feel up to the long flight from Charleston, SC to Las Vegas, nor was I confident that I’d feel up to playing the $5K tomorrow, which was my primary reason for going. After looking over my schedule again, it didn’t seem worth it to fly out there for just a $1K, a $1500, and a small-field $10K, so I just canceled the whole trip.
Despite having reservations for a flight and a room at the Rio that together amounted to more than $800, it cost me barely $50 to cancel everything. I lost my first night at the Rio, which was wicked cheap because it was a weeknight, and the cost of my flight is fully reusable within one year. Heart Southwest Airlines!
My biggest regret is that I was planning on meeting a few of you in Las Vegas, and that isn’t going to happen now. I’m very sorry to miss you, but hopefully some of you will be around during the Main Event as well, which I still fully intend to play.
Got the tornado blues? Hope you feel better, man!
“Small field”, heh. I’m old enough to remember when the WSOPME finally busted the 200 barrier and there was serious and weighty discussion amongst the pokerati about whether to increase the first place guarantee or make the payouts deeper.
These days, if they don’t get 200 for a big buy-in event, they think about taking it off next year’s schedule.
Anyway, get feeling better.
Yeah, I definitely would not have made it as a poker pro in those days. Thanks for the well wishes!