What do they say? Close only counts in horseshoes and grenades? 56 out of 387 get paid. I came about 78th. Let me choose my words carefully here. In fact let me attempt to sum up my feelings with only two words, that’ll be an interesting challenge, huh? OK lemme give it a try. I’ll run a few phrases up the proverbial flagpole, eh?

“Fuck poker”?

No. It’s a bit harsh. And the truth is I don’t really feel that way.

“Next time”?

Yeah I suppose I could put it that way, but it seems a little facile.

“Who cares”?

No. absolutely not. That’s not me.

“Fuck Connecticut and all it’s fat inhabitants and visitors but mostly the cocksucker with the huge chip stack who raises every freakin’ hand but when I finally find AJ suited he just happens to have AK”

Hmmmm, the sentiment is right but I think I kinda went over my two-word limit there. Let’s see, I got it! How about this?

“Oh, Well”.

That pretty much sums up my feelings right now. After all, it’s just a poker tournament. There’ll be others. I did my best. I played well. I almost got there. Whattya gonna do? Oh, well.