Daniel - Poker Journal
24, in 2407 Jan 2006
I have an addiction. One that many Americans suffer with and one that is also very difficult to kick. I only realized that my addiction was a problem recently and I feel the need to share it with you all so that you can avoid the same pitfalls.
I’ll start from the beginning:
I never had much of a chance in the tournament. I tried my absolute best, but could never crack my original stack of 10,000. I lasted till level 4, then while short stacked, I was forced in with A-9 against A-J.
After I got knocked out I went back to my room. I saw a message from Marco and Jennifer to meet them for dinner at 9:30pm so I met them at the restaurant. We had dinner.
After dinner we walked around the marina for a little bit before heading towards the lounge. The lounge here is quite the sight. A sea of 18 and 19 year olds 4-tabling on their laptops as it’s the only place you can get internet access.
I had my laptop with me also, so I sat at a table with E-DOG and some friends. Everyone was playing, so I logged on to FCP to play for a while. It became quite the spectacle as several people were all goofing around in the game.
Neverwin, Freddie Deeb, and several others were there having a good time. In the meantime, we donked off some money before I put an end to the massacre and decided to play Mille (for rules on Mille checkout the Daniel’s Blog section in the forums at www.fullcontactpoker.com).
I was playing with Zvi, who is considered one of the best Mille players in the world. In the first game I won $5200, though, after hitting a few hands. Zvi eventually took the lead, though, and we quit at about 7:00am with him winning $4000.
All around us was a large group of kids, anywhere from 15 to 21 years old. They were watching, while at the same time 4-tabling at various sites.
After Zvi left, a group of four of us decided to play a 4-way sit n’ go NL heads up. We were seated across from each other so tells became a part of the deal.
I could look over at my opponent while he smirked, or typed in his bet. With several people watching, they were confused by a bet that I’d made. At one point I called a raise with 3c 5c and the flop came Js 8d 9h.
I checked, and my opponent bet 80. I looked over at him, and made it 220... He folded. The youngsters asked me why I’d make that play? That can’t be a good play?
My answer? I looked at him. I knew he didn’t have anything. That’s the one key element that will ALWAYS make live play a game not only with more variables, but will keep it from ever becoming obsolete.
I went on to win my first match, and then won my finals match as well. After goofing around in a .05-.010 NL game for a while, I finally made it back to the room at about 9:00am.
I finally woke up at around 6:00pm and needed a fix. This is where my horrible addiction comes into play. A secret that I’ve kept from the world for far too long and I just can’t do it anymore. The public has to know so that they can be avoid the same struggles I’ve had to endure.
I went over to my “case” and surveyed the various drugs that I brought. I looked at uppers and thought, “No, something stronger.” Then I found what I was looking for…
I grabbed it out of the case and placed in on the table in front of me. Then, after taking a deep breath I let it “cook.”
It took a couple minutes for it to warm up, but when it did I placed it in the appropriate slot. The slot opened up, and in it went…
The following events took place between 6:00pm and 7:00pm on day two of the WPT event in the Bahamas:
I inserted my new drug of choice, 24, starring Keifer Sutherland. I placed it into my laptop and began watching to see what happened between 2:00am and 3:00am. I’d already seen the first two episodes and figured I’d watch a couple more before heading downstairs.
The following events took place between 10:00pm and 11:00pm on day two of the WPT event in the Bahamas:
Still watching 24, I ordered room service. A veggie burger with fries, hold the Swiss cheese. The gentleman brought the food to my room and placed it on the table. I filled out the check, adding 2.25 in gratuity and then signed my name.
When the man left, I ate my veggie burger and fries washing it down with a bottle of water.
The following events took place between 5:00am and 6:00am on day three of the WPT event in the Bahamas:
Without leaving the comfort of my bed, I once again decided to order room service. The plan was to order spaghetti with marinara sauce- hold the cheese and the meatballs. Then something strange happened… they had closed for the evening.
I became suspicious. The menu said they would be open until 6:30am at which point they’d switch to breakfast. I stayed on the line… there was no answer.
The following events took place between 6:30am and 7:30am on day three of the WPT event in the Bahamas:
At precisely 6:30am I called room service once again. A lady answered, but it wasn’t the same lady. Once again, I became very suspicious and felt that I couldn’t trust anyone. I ordered Belgian Waffles with an orange juice. When I told her I wanted no butter on top, she said that the butter came on the side. That made me very suspicious… there had to be a reason she wanted me to have that butter. I demanded her to NOT bring me the butter.
When the waiter came I looked through the peephole to see if there was any butter on the tray… there was not. The lady on the phone kept her word, but I didn’t know this new gentleman. I had my guard up, watching him the whole time.
He began setting the table all “fancy” as he put it. “Nooo,” I screamed! “Put the napkins down and step away from the tray! I can do that myself.” The man walked slowly back to the door with his hands behind his head as I instructed him to do.
The following events took place between 9:00am and 7:00pm on day three of the WPT event in the Bahamas:
The following events took place between 7:00pm and 10:00pm on day three of the WPT event in the Bahamas:
As my eyes slowly opened to my bright blue computer screen, I watched to see if Jack Bauer would be able to rescue his family and protect presidential candidate David Palmer. In the next three hours, I sat through an exciting end… and then the high was over.
Ok, if you haven’t seen the show you are probably thinking I’ve seriously lost my mind, lol. I’ve been in my hotel room for 37 hours now without leaving, much like what the characters on 24 do as far as sleep is concerned!
What gets me, though, about the show is that even after being up for 30+ hours everyone still looks pretty? How can that be? I decided to test it out:
I went over to the mirror at 9:00am this morning and noticed black circles around my eyes. Stubble on my face, my hair was a mess, and I’m sure there must have been some noticeable stank coming from my body!
Yet on the show, no one has a hair out of place and they all seem fresh as a daisy! I mean, the main character, Keifer Sutherland a.k.a Jack Bauer probably woke up the previous day at let’s say, 10:00am. The show starts at 12:00am and doesn’t end for another 24 hours after that. That means, that he’d be awake without sleep for a grand total of 38 hours with no sleep.
Now I’ve played 38 hour poker sessions before with guys like Phil Ivey, Gus Hansen, and David Benyamine before, and let me tell you, none of them look too pretty at the end of it! Mostly delirious, goofy, and out of it for the most part. Not Jack Bauer, though, nor the rest of the staff at CTU (Counter Terrorism Unit).
Aside from that obvious and glaring, “Yeah right,” the show was riveting. I just couldn’t stop watching it which surprises me to no end because frankly, I generally hate shows like that. I’ve always hated the one hour dramas on network television. Most of the TV I watch is on HBO or MTV aside from Survivor.
My wife loves one hour dramas. The Pretender, MacGyver, Charmed, Monk, Sue Thomas P.Eye., etc., while I prefer stuff like Survivor, Real World, 60 Minutes, Curb Your Enthusiasm, Punk’d, True Life, etc.
I originally bought 24 because I heard that it might be a show that we’d both enjoy watching together. Man, whoever told me that was “spot on.” Unfortunately, Lori isn’t hear with me right now, but as soon as I get back to Las Vegas I’m going to sit her down and spend 24 straight hours of “quality time” with her, reliving the escapades of Jack Bauer, David Palmer, Nena Meyers, Victor Draisin, and the rest of the cast.
Oh, and by the way, I’m seriously not kidding when I tell you that I haven’t left this hotel room in 34 hours! I haven’t seen sunlight or had any human contact aside from the room service guy! We are becoming pretty close, lol.
With the season being over I plan on finally taking a shower and then heading downstairs. They have SEVERAL $50-$100 NL live games here and I might give that a shot. If not, I’ll check some e-mails and then maybe play a little bit at FCP tonight.
(For those who have trouble with reading comprehension, my addiction is to the show 24 and not illegal drugs, lol.)