Thanks to My Sponsor

I decided to finally post something.  Don't get used to it.  This may or may not happen about once a month. 

I wanted to thank Dr. Phil for all the fun and failure in Pendleton last Saturday.  I had many scary and fun hands to play.  When I went out of the tournament there were 105 players remaining, so I outlasted 374 people.  Not too shabby, but still 60 shy of the money.  Poop. 

Nonetheless, I thank him for the opportunity and for (1) sitting for five minutes while some bozo decided whether or not to call my all-in after the 10-9-3 flop (I had kings) and having my blood pressure go through the roof; and (2) for making a great call on a guy I knew was shoving to steal blinds and antes (I had A-J and he had Q-10) and having him hit his lousy 10 to cripple me; and (3) for making a terrific comeback after the aforesaid crippling and making it another hour; and (4) for flopping quad 9s against a guy with AA who just couldn't wait to put me all in; and (5) for making it to and past the dinner break; and (6) for playing until 7pm when I got so terribly short-stacked that I finally had to just shoot the works with 8-9 suited and got knocked out.  I would have been in the big blind the next hand and out of chips the hand after that, so there you go. 

I think 8-9 suited is one of my sponsor's favorite hands, so I feel good about that.  Maybe someday I will actually make the money in one of these bigger tournaments.  My biggest cash in Pendleton was against 155 women so 479 players is a little intimidating.  Anyway, thanks again to my loyal sponsor.  I really do appreciate your misplaced faith in me.