Al Can't Hang recently blogged:
I'm tired. My head hurts. My brain is all foggy. And I don't have a hangover to thank for it. I had a quick drinky after my poker meeting and then home for dinner and the WPT Super Satellite. I was pumped and ready to win. Bellagio here I come.Al was a definite huge factor. He was there from start to finish! Thanks Al!
Ah, crap. I'm not playing, I'm watching Pauly. Living my poker life vicariously through everyone else. I'm better at the rail than at the table.
Watching this tournament was like watching a 12 round heavyweight fight. Pauly kept battling from level to level. Taking some beatings. Getting off the canvas and giving 'em right back. At one point, late in the tourney, he was near the short stack for the whole field and survived some all-in's to get back over the stack average. One early memorable all-in had Pauly's Ace out kicked pre-flop and it looked like the end for our hero. Fate intervened and two pair hit the board and the pot was split.
Alas, my dream of joining the Pauly Poker Posse at the Bellagio will go unfulfilled. He was able to hang on and play his big cards to keep pace but eventually ran out of steam. Even though he didn't make the money, hopefully he'll get some comfort in beating out 300 other players without stellar cards to build his stack with. (Unlike one player who pulled AA and QQ twice in 6 hands).
I'm sure Pauly will have a nice long post-tournament post/rant later today. What really impressed me was the number of railbirds cheering him on. It seemed like every break in the action had another poker blogger wishing him luck. It was very impressive.
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