The Vince McMahon-like emcee welcomed us all to the second
day of the WSOP Seniors Tournament by commanding that all the players who were between
50-55 stand up. And then he asked them to have a seat again. “Now everyone 55-60
stand up”. He proceeded like this in five-year intervals until he got to 80,
and then he progressed by ones. At the end there was one 83 year-old man left
standing, and he got an ironic “sitting ovation” from the rest of us. It wasn’t
out of disrespect. Most of the alte-kakkers were just plumb tuckered out from all that
standing up and sitting down!

That was at 11:00 AM. There were 934 of us left and only 888
were going to make the money. It took no more than half an hour to eliminate 46
people on “the bubble” and then the announcer came back on to congratulate us
all on cashing!

“Hurray” everyone yelled. And then coughed up a lung from
straining their voices. There were fist pumps (from the ones who could still
make a fist), and high fives (from the ones who could still raise their arms).

I came into the day with a relatively short stack and could
never quite build it. I stole several pots and lost a few others but never got
the double-up, or triple-up I needed to attain a decent stack I could put into
action.

But I clawed along. With 300 or so people left I had built
my stack to about 50K which was still below average, so I was pretty happy to
get my TT all-in against one of the few stacks at the table I could cover. Not
so happy when that guy turned over two Kings. And they held up. (Apparently, I’m the
ONLY one who can NEVER get my Cowboys to hold)!

That knocked me down to 12K with the BB at 2500, I was
running on fumes. But even so, managed to build back up to 24K chips when I got
my AJ in good against QK. A win here puts me right back in it. A loss puts me
out of the tournament in 252^nd place. Do I need to finish this for
you? A King on the turn dashed all my hopes and dreams for the 2018 WSOP
Seniors Tournament.

The rest of the weekend was spent haplessly trying to keep
up with Randy’s one-man depravity carousel . I’m tellin’ ya, the guy is more fun
than bubble wrap. And pity the man who tries to drink him under the table, ‘cause
you know where that guy is going to end up.

Listen … 252^nd out of almost 6000 ain’t too bad.
And I can’t complain about a $3280 pay day either! That will keep us stocked in
dog food for a long, long time. Especially because we don’t have a dog!