What it means to get so close ...

At a conservative estimation, more than two million poker hands have been dealt in this World Series Main Event. But if any single hand is likely to be remembered long into the future of poker, it is the one that has just eliminated Matt Affleck in 15th place.


It wasn't necessarily what happened with the cards - the outdraw was no less horrific than thousands that occur every hour. But the reaction from Affleck, both the very minute an 8♦ rivered a straight for Johnathan Duhamel, and then for the next 20 minutes as Affleck attempted to begin the rest of his life, was without comparison in modern poker memory.


Here's what happened, from the very start:


At the table


Affleck and Duhamel were involved in a pot worth 42 million tournament chips, an amount large enough to carry to November's final table with serious expectations of becoming World Champion. Affleck, 23, had pocket aces. Duhamel, 22, had pocket jacks. They had seen a flop of T♦9♣7♥, and then a turn of Q♦. And then all of Affleck's chips found their way into the middle.


Duhamel took five minutes before calling the bet. Affleck was leading but Duhamel could hit any king, any jack or any eight to win, eliminating Affleck. He hit the 8♦.


As the eight-deep crowd gasped and roared, Affleck leant forward, slid his hat forward over his eyes, and rested his head on the arm-rest around the table. His body started to shake like a man beginning to weep. He held his head there for longer than any player I've ever seen. When he lifted it, he held his cap over his reddened cheeks. He wanted no one to see the tears in his eyes, but no one could look anywhere else.


He shook hands with his opponents, he took his off his microphone, he didn't pause to watch his chip stacks, meticulously arranged and scrupulously earned through eight days, slid in the direction of Duhamel.


As play resumed - it always does that - there was still the nervous chattering that follows any kind of monumental happening in any sporting pursuit. Folks discussed the hand, adding their own inexpert views to what they had seen, then discussed what they expected to happen in the future. "They sure take their time to make a decision these guys," said one man on the rail. "I mean, man, either do it or don't. Come on."


Affleck was not around to hear it. In the long corridor outside the Amazon Room, he stood beside three friends, all of them silent and frozen. He was in the very middle of the hall, like a statue. A few strays from the MMA fight in the neighbouring Pavilion Room ambled past. A janitor swept a plastic cup into his trash-can.


One poker spectator had pursued Affleck all the way out into the hall and he sheepishly approached him with a baseball cap and a marker pen, proffering it nervously. Affleck took the pen, scribbled on the white baseball cap, and sent the man on his way. No words were exchanged.


Affleck then blew out his cheeks, still red and still moist, and wandered along the hall towards the main Rio Casino. He stopped when he caught sight of one of the monitors that showed the chip counts to spectators. It still had his name on it, fifth in chips, and heading to the November Nine. It was wrong, plain wrong. Affleck pulled his cap over his eyes again.


Off he went once more. He walked slowly, feet splayed outward, his "Griffey 24" Seattle Mariners jersey disappearing into the distance. He was still crying. His friends followed, but they gave him a five yard start. Affleck was alone; there was nothing a fist pump or a handshake could do.


When he reached the end of the corridor, Affleck left the building and stood by the stairs leading to the taxi rank. He walked through a few smokers to a railing and lent over it, two elbows propping him there, as though he was about to be sick. He stood for two minutes before one of his friends walked over and patted him twice on the shoulder. They said nothing.


Affleck moved away and propped on another stretch of railing. His friend removed his jacket but stayed where he was. A group of four MMA fans smoked and talked about a car wreck one of them had recently been in. The petty minutiae of their impending court case, peppered by expletives, was out of earshot. Affleck instead stared into the shrubbery beneath the suites of the Palazzo Towers. That's usually where the November Nine stay when they return to Vegas to play the final table.


A plane flew into McCarran airport and Affleck watched it briefly. Then his friend moved over again and patted his back once more. Aflleck turned around and this time the buddies talked. Then they walked together back into the hall.




As he held the door open for a lady to leave the corridor, the woman recognised Affleck and wanted to talk. "Congratulations," she said. "Congratulations on getting that far. We've been watching you for days."


Affleck thanked her but wandered away. She shouted after him: "Congratulations on getting that far."


He wandered back in the direction of the Amazon Room, pausing again to sign another baseball cap with a Sharpie and accepting congratulations. Three other poker supporters approached him, including Greg Mueller. They exchanged handshakes, but Affleck did not tarry. He seemed to be heading to the payouts room, but once again got only as far as the rotunda, and turned 180 degrees again.


Once more, with his silent three-man entourage lagging five paces behind, Affleck headed away. It was now the third time he had walked this corridor in as many minutes, like a polar bear in a zoo, having lost all sense of purpose. This time he turned past the shuttered merchandise stand and past the photos of previous Main Event champions. Six cabinets displayed World Series bracelets. Affleck did not look.


He then drifted into the corridor that led to the bedlam of the main casino. About a week ago, a banner hanged there that read "Thank You For Visiting the World Series of Poker. Don't Forget the Main Event."


Matt Affleck will never forget the 2010 Main Event. And the Main Event should never forget Matt Affleck.

Day 4 Update straight from Pauly - Ghosts in the Hallway

If you believe in ghosts, then you know when you walk into a room and a wispy apparition is in your presence. You instantly feel it, deep in your bones, as goosebumps ripple across your skin. A spooky feels rattles around inside your gut almost to the point of nausea as your heart races and your fingers go numb.

Step into an ancient church and cathedral in Spain or anywhere else in Europe and stroll down the aisle and peer up fractured light filtered through multi-colored stained glass and absorb the energy of centuries worth of prayers, hopes, dreams, aspirations, condemnations, and desperation. Churches are often places where people go when they have no other place to go. Before ye abandoned all hope, take a seat in an empty pew and pour your heart out to God. The truly hopeless expect miracles from God to bail them out of their mess.

During the bewitching hour when night bleeds into day, you'll pass by a few beings that are not of the point in time and space. Don't be alarmed that you're actually seeing dead people. The Rio ghosts have been on my radar for years. It makes perfect sense why so many of them congregate in one place -- the Amazon Ballroom is a mass grave for thousands upon thousands of vacant dreams. The broken spirits wander the hallways of the Rio, banished to an eternal purgatory and unable to pass over to the other side.

1,203 individuals wandered into the killing fields on Day 4 of the Main Event with a devastating fate meeting 456 of them -- their life force permanently detached from their spirit, and their carcasses wheeled into the back door of the local butcher shop.

That reminds me of a Sly and the Family Stone song which goes... "My own beliefs are in my song/The butcher, the banker, the drummer and then/Makes no difference what group I'm in/I am everyday people, yeah yeah."

1,203 different stories, journeys, and dreams. Some of them were going to be fulfilled, others brutally squashed. A jittery restlessness filled the Amazon Ballroom at the onset of Day 4. Whispers about Johnny Fucking Chan's re-emergence swayed in the background. Every photographer and reporter made Chan their prime directive and circled his name and table number. They wanted to see the legend up close, personal, and more importantly, they wanted to see him dance like a monkey. Either everyone was going to ride his coattails to the November Nine, or they were eagerly waiting to pick apart his carcass.

While Chan sat underneath the brights of the TV table, several Scandis sleeper cells were called into action -- a Nordic jihad led by a legion of Jan Randomsens, reminiscent of the attack of the clones, where dozens of blonde-perfectly-messy-haired hoodied assassins launched a full out assault. Just when everyone thought that the Brits or the Russians were going to be a big threat, it turned out that the Scandis were amassing armies on the horizon, led by Theo Jorgensen, Jesper Hougaard, and Johnny Lodden. Then there's some random Norwegian named Henrik Tollefsen and Sweden's Gerasimos Deres awho survived the money bubble and ended Day 4 with a decent stack. Don't forget about William Thorson. He made a deep run in 2006 and is no stranger to high pressured situations and recently shipped the Baltic Festival a few weeks ago.

During the money bubble, an Italian (Fillipo Candio), and Spainard (Tomeu 'Amatos' Gomila) attempted to grab the top spot away from Duy Le. However, when played on Day 4 was suspended, American Tony 'Bond18' Dunst (an almost ex-pat who I first met bumming around Australia in 2007) held the over lead with over 1.5 million. Dunst is the new big swinging dick at the WSOP, but the Scandis are going to make him their target on Day 5.

Only 747 players on Day 4 were able to claim a share of the $68 million prize pool. A min-cash of $19K or so was promised to them. For online qualifiers at PokerStars, they also had an extra incentive to cash in the Main Event -- a PCA package added as a bonus to sweeten their deal. The Stars marketing department finally figured out a way to prevent their hyper-shove-happy players from committing mass suicide on Day 1 or 2 -- just by dangling a trip tot he Bahamas over their head. (I dunno what the big deal is about the PCA because Atlantis is bunk. The only reason to go is the fun and hijinks that you'll have with your friends, but Atlantis is way overrated, like a Hollywood star five years past her prime. The service is shite, the food and booze is grossly overpriced, the weed is horrible, and the cocaine prices are jacked up for tourists).

Many of the Starsdonks folded their way into a min-cash and a PCA package, while hundreds of others failed to get any return on their $10,000 investment. Nothing is worse than playing poker for a week with nothing to show for it. Pros feel like shit for wasting their time and missing a shot at winning the lottery. Amateurs feel like ass because their vacation is over and they missed their shot at the big time and becoming a somebody instead just another cog in the wheel of a multinational corporation who doesn't give a rat's ass about anything you do, yet, if you're in the Amazon Ballroom with a three story stack of chips, then everyone is going to want to know your name and your mug will be plastered all over episodes of the WSOP on ESPN.

After all, isn't that what we all want in life? The fulfillment of Andy Wharhol's prediction that we'll all get fifteen minutes of fame. I dunno about you, but I got like ninety seconds left before I fade into obscurity like Tae Bo. But for everyone inside the Amazon Ballroom, they were one hand away from becoming that rags to riches story about the unsung hero who came out of nowhere to overcome adversity to beat the best of the best at their own game in their own backyard.

As play dipped under 1,000 players and trickled to under 750, the Ballroom became a bastion for anxiety, apprehension, and nervousness. It could sense it in the eyes of some players along with many of the spectators on the rail. Once action reaches the money, the parasites emerge. People who were once casual acquaintances and ex-girlfriends all of a sudden showed up on the rail cheering on their potential meal tickets. Agents slithered around hoping to lock up one of the chipleaders or secondary pros before one of the Big 2 online rooms gobbled them up. The pros who were still remaining were being carefully watched by their backers or former backers awaiting to collect past due debts and makeup. Whenever I see a pro on the rail at this point of the tournament, you know he's sweating one of his horses. You also have friends who swapped pieces of themselves and the lucky ass mofos who busted on Day 1 might have two or three horses left in the Main Event which means three potential big pays days ahead.

Mixed in with the twisted parasites were the super poker fans wearing branded WSOP gear and other online poker schwag. They were so easy to spot out -- ogling, snapping photos with flash, and practically jizzing themselves at the sight of Humberto Brenes. Peope get passionate about weird things -- motorcycles, hang gliding, and watching poker tournaments.

Part of the rail included the support group for hundreds of players, mostly amateurs. Pros are self-contained at a tournament because this is their job. The amateurs need a little help, which is why those two or three friends/family/spouses on the rail are essential for providing "pit service" duties, whether it's words of encouragement or bringing them proper nourishment throughout the day.

Most of the restricted media was forced to cover the tournament on the rail once it go to under 100 players to go in the money bubble -- a restriction that we knew was coming, but just surprised that it happened much earlier. Some of the more other media stuck inside the ropes -- mostly to keep an eye on players that were not being covered by the official crew.

I usually don't care about those restrictions because the aisles need to be clear for ESPN cameras. Some of the biggest stories develop on the rail, which is why I prefer to embed myself with the railbirds. You have to mingle with the masses from time to time in order to get the straight dope on the tournament. I learned that the majority of bored spectators spend time on their mobile devices. I only saw one person on Twitter but mostly the females on the rail were on Facebook. One guy had an iPad and was following the updates, but mostly everyone else as probably posting sick brags about where they were, or rather the opposite, complaining about boring fucking poker tournaments. They are, but the Main Event Bubble is one of the most exhilarating moments in all of poker, dare I say, one of the most exciting moments in non-traditional sports (think on the par of the Nathan's hot dog eating contest).

The anxiety of the bubble often gets transformed into a kinetic field of energy and the room starts buzzing. Christmas morning is often tossed around as an accurate description. I liken it to the moments before a Grateful Dead concert begins and the acid kicks in.

During the hand-for-hand process, the floor staff knows when to continue on after every single dealer stands up after their hand is complete. The tables lasting the longest are often the ones where fireworks ensue. Sometimes, it's a false alarm -- online pro four-bet shoves, Jan Randomsen tanks-folds after seven minutes of deliberation. Or it's worse -- known player moves all in and an unknown player camera-time-tanks for a several minutes just to Hollywood it up. Everyone wants to be their own reality TV star these days, and what's a bigger reality show that the WSOP? Real people. Real money. Real stories. But no short orange chicks with poofy hair and fake boobies.

On the Bubble, the media acts like a flock of starving pigeons in a dire search of an old lady with a bag full of stale bread. Where ever the bread crumbs get tossed, we end up. It was no different when the ring of fire converged on Tim McDonald's table. The Kentucky native went out in 748th place and got carted up to the beef jerky lounge where his dubious honor of Bubble Boy was rewarded by the WSOP with a buy-in to next year's tournament. I always thought that we should be covering the person one off the bubble who busts. That's truly the unluckiest fucker in the tournament. They should give away a bottle of lube -- because if you're gonna properly get fucked in the ass, you'd like it happen as smooth as possible.

Day 1 and Day 2s are a matter of foreplay -- dinner and drinks with lots of flirting and heavy petting on Day 3 before you seal the deal on Day 4. Monkeys gets lifted off the backs on the players who cashed, while the losers become those pesky ghosts in the hallway.

In case you were wondering who you knew that cashed on Day 4...
PokerStars Pros: Humberto Brenes (736)
Full Tilters: Allen Cunningham (581), Patrik Antonius (601), David Chui (642), Gavin Smith (730)
Olympic Medalists: Petter Northug (653)
Familiar Faces: Chris Bjorin (591), Mel Judah (672)
Southern Pros: Frank Kassela (674), Court Harrington (676)
Weird Old Guy: Paul Magriel (683)
Online: Jim Collopy (585), Jay Rosenkrantz (684)
Mizrachi Clan: Eric Mizrachi (718)
Tao Readers: Jonathan Stamm (727) and Jesse Herron (729)


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Lost Vegas: The Redneck Riviera, Existentialist Conversations with Strippers, and the World Series of Poker... Las Vegas lures you to shed moral responsibility and piss away your money on indulgences like decadent food, entertainment, gambling, and sex. If you don't enjoy these pastimes, then what's the point of visiting the land of compromised values? Where else can you get a cheap steak, crash a Mexican wedding, get cold-decked in blackjack by a dealer named Dong, play video poker for thirteen straight hours, drink piña coladas out of a plastic coconut, bum a cigarette from an 85-year-old woman with an oxygen tank, speed away to the Spearmint Rhino in a free limo, get rubbed by a former Miss Teen USA, puke in the back of a cab driven by a retired Navy SEAL, snort cheap cocaine in the bathroom at O'Sheas, and then catch a lucky card on the river to crack pocket aces and win a poker tournament? Only in Las Vegas.

Dubious Call by chip leader Galfond

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EVENT IN PROGRESS:    Level: 18  |  Blinds: 4000/8000  |  Ante: 1000

• Buy-in: $10,000
• Prizepool: $68,798,600
• Entries: 7,319
• Remaining: 468

Over at the main feature table, Phil Galfond used that first hour of play to push his stack over the 2 million-chip mark and into what appeared to be the chip lead at the break.

On the first hand back, Galfond opened with a raise to 20,000 from under the gun, and the table folded back around to Gianluca Speranza in the small blind who reraised all in for a total of 147,000. It folded to Galfond who thought about a minute before making the call.
Speranza
Galfond


The community cards came , and Speranza doubled back to about 300,000. Galfond is still near the top of the counts with 1.86 million.

Praz Bansi wins Event No 5

- Bansi Earns his 2nd Bracelet and More Than $500K in Prize Money


News Item - Full Tilt Poker pro Praz Bansi has won Event No.5 at the 2010 World Series of Poker, collecting his second WSOP bracelet and over $500,000 in prize money.
One of England's top professional players, Bansi started playing poker in 2005 and hasn't looked back since, picking up his first bracelet in a $1K No-Limit Hold 'em event at the 2006 WSOP. Bansi is coming off an amazing 2009, where he made the final table of six major poker events, including a win at the Five-Star Poker Classic.

Event No.5 at the 2010 WSOP was a $1,500 No-Limit Hold 'em tournament that attracted a field of 2,092 players, with only 53 making it to the second day of play.

The fast-paced action quickly narrowed the field to the final nine players. Bansi reached the final table with only an average chip stack, but he was armed with a great deal of confidence and experience from his previous WSOP victory. A quiet presence for much of the day, Bansi took over the table when play became four-handed.
Heads-up play began with Bansi holding a small chip lead over his opponent, Vincent Jacques. He methodically depleted Jacques' chip stack and came close to finishing the job on two separate occasions, only to see Jacques survive by hitting miracle outs each time.
Finally, a short-stacked Jacques pushed all in pre-flop with A-8 and Bansi quickly called with A-J. The board ran out Q-Q-J-8-2, sealing the victory for Bansi. With this win, he has now earned more than $2.3 million playing live tournaments around the world.

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WSOP Europe Schedule Announced

LAS VEGAS – June 7, 2010 – The fourth annual World Series of Poker Europe has solidified its tournament schedule, Harrah’s Entertainment, Inc., owner and operator of the world’s most prestigious poker tournaments announced today.

The 2010 World Series of Poker Europe will feature five bracelet tournaments this year – the most ever offered at this prestigious event. 

The official schedule can be found by clicking HERE.

“We held steady at 57 events in Las Vegas despite last year’s record attendance,” said WSOP vice president Ty Stewart.  “The increase here is thoughtful and consistent with the growing stature of this event.”

Capitalizing on excitement created for the Las Vegas championship of the discipline, a special Six-Handed No Limit Hold’em event will kick off the tournament on Tuesday, September 14, and feature a £2,500 buy-in and a 3-day structure. 

The popular £5,000 Pot Limit Omaha and £1,000 No Limit Hold’em events will be the 2nd and 3rd bracelet events on the schedule and then a new £10,000 Heads-Up tournament has been added on Tuesday, September 21 to precede the fifth and final event, the £10,000 Main Event Championship. 

The £10K heads-up will be the highest buy-in heads-up tournament ever contested in Europe and even higher than the Las Vegas counterpart.

“We are really excited about the 2010 schedule for WSOP Europe,” said Stewart.  “The WSOPE has found its place as a tournament about prestige, where the best of the best come together to play poker.  We think the new heads-up event will resonate with the worlds top players and the six-handed event is something that is becoming synonymous with the WSOP. “

The WSOPE will be held from September 14-28, 2010 in the heart of Leicester Square at the Casino at the Empire in London, England.   The Casino at the Empire has been a hotbed of poker activity since hosting the WSOPE, with regular cash games and tournaments running around the clock.  The casino now stays open 24-hours a day and has begun offering satellite tournaments for the WSOPE.  Visit www.lciclubs.com for more details.
“We are so excited to welcome the top poker players from all over the world to WSOPE 2010 – Europe’s most prestigious poker tournament and the only event outside of Las Vegas at which players can win a coveted WSOP bracelet,” said Michael Silberling, CEO of London Clubs International. “This is the fourth year we have hosted the event at Casino at The Empire, which has rapidly become London’s premier poker venue, and we have every expectation that the 2010 event will be bigger and better than ever before.”

Players can pre-register for the WSOPE at any London Clubs International (LCI) venue in the UK or at the Rio All-Suites Hotel & Casino in Las Vegas. 

For the first time since WSOPE was formed, real money poker is available online to UK residents at WSOP.com.  Unique and exciting offers will be tied to WSOP Europe participation for UK residents including satellites.  If you are a UK resident, check out WSOP.com for the latest details on how to qualify for the 2010 WSOP Europe.

These five tournaments will be sanctioned gold bracelet events.  Non-stop cash games will also be scheduled during the tournament, as well as a bevy of satellite tournaments in the weeks leading up to each event.   The Casino at the Empire does not require membership for admission.

The 2009 World Series of Poker Europe was broadcast on ESPN/ESPN2 in the United States, Channel 4 in the UK and various broadcasters around the world. 

During the WSOP in Las Vegas (May 27 - July 17), players can pre-register for WSOP Europe at the tournament cage.

WSOPE in London complements the WSOP held annually in Las Vegas.   During the first three years of the WSOPE, eleven gold bracelets have been awarded along with £15,110,500 in prize money.

The biggest names in poker have participated in WSOPE including:  Doyle Brunson, Johnny Chan, Annie Duke, Phil Hellmuth, Dave “Devilfish” Ulliott, Daniel Negreanu, John Juanda, Gus Hansen, Eric Seidel, Mike Matusow, Joe Hachem, Vanessa Rousso, Andy Bloch, David Benefield, Ivan Demidov, Sorel Mizzi, Jennifer Tilly, Layne Flack, Andrew Black, Barry Greenstein, Tom Dwan, Chris Ferguson, Scotty Nguyen, Max Pescatori, Chris Bjorin, Allen Cunningham, Phil Ivey, Howard Lederer, Patrik Antonius, John Phan and Annette Obrestad.

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Most Cashes in WSOP 2004-2009

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Rank Name WSOP Cashes WSOP Earnings
1 Phil Hellmuth 35 $2,549,574
2 John Juanda 34 $2,088,636
3 Barry Greenstein 33 $2,087,569
4 Daniel Negreanu 32 $2,195,272
5 Jeffrey Lisandro 29 $2,553,171
6 Chris Ferguson 28 $1,475,497
6 Chau Giang 28 $948,352
8 Anthony Cousineau 27 $340,530
8 Men Nguyen 27 $461,995
8 J.C. Tran 27 $1,686,218
11 Erik Seidel 25 $1,781,035
12 David Chiu 24 $1,302,911
13 Blair Rodman 23 $1,284,281
13 Humberto Brenes 23 $972,181
13 Thor Hansen 23 $720,149
13 Allen Cunningham 23 $6,036,432
13 Max Pescatori 23 $1,329,886
18 Kirill Gerasimov 22 $1,291,874
18 Chad Brown 22 $980,637
18 David Plastik 22 $249,085
18 Erick Lindgren 22 $1,938,125
18 Marco Traniello 22 $358,772

No matter how you slice up the stats, Hellmuth is seemingly always near the top. The self-proclaimed Poker Brat has taken a lot of verbal abuse in recent years (almost as much as he doles out), with many top online grinders and other pros publicly critiquing his skills and abilities. They’ve said anything from “His game doesn’t hold up in the modern era,” to “The game has passed him by.” But take a look at the post-boom stats, and Hellmuth is right up there with the best of them.

With 35 WSOP cashes since 2004, no player has made the money more than the Wisconsin native. Along with his two WSOP bracelets since the boom (tied for No. 5), Hellmuth can make a solid case for the title of “best pro in the WSOP in the modern era.”

Just behind Hellmuth, and perhaps looking to surpass him this summer, are three of the game’s best — John Juanda, Barry Greenstein, and Daniel Negreanu. Lisandro, who leads all players with the most bracelets since 2004, is impressively in fifth place on this list, as well.
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