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I Coulda Bena Contenda

So, Mojo is talking about another tour at the WSOP.   Had to remind me of the black day I almost won the main event.  Damn!  I thought I’d set that aside and here he brings it to the fore again.  Shame on you, Sir.

It happened in the early days.  The days when money transfers flowed along with the kind of  bribes from sites that are no longer seen — bribes or sites.  Today, I will relate how I almost won the WSOP Main Event.  This is not for the faint of heart.  But, you’ll probably survive because it will be workplace friendly, more or less.

Sadly for the telling, it didn’t start on a cold, dark night.  It started on the forum over at CardPlayer.  That was a hip place.  You knew that because they’d run two words into one with a cap in the middle.  That was the mark of Cain hip poker places.  PokerNews was just a gleam in TonyG’s mind.  Primitive but exciting days — barely post Moneymaker.  (We now know he had no staying power.  Probably because he wasn’t MoneyMaker.)  I, on the other hand would have been at true nightmare natural.

Anyhow, CardPlayer had a deal with Ultimate Bet. (note the space which should have been a giveaway for all that followed.)  Each month they’d jointly give away a nice chunk of change in a freeroll.  I don’t remember the exact amount but it wasn’t the chump change that most of today’s freerolls amount to.  I was playing a lot of tournaments.  More erratic than later and missing the self-destruct button I learned to push three hours in, I was a Force Majur Walter Mitty.

I qualified for the freerolls by posting on their forum instead of buying books or subscriptions.  I moneyed it two or three and won one.  That qualified me for the WSOP final table — no, the one that would award the seat in the Biggin.   I was always fairly clever about spam.  I was using a redirect service that filtered very nicely.  I registered using that email address and promptly forgot about it.  Another sign of the times were Internet start ups going belly up.  That forwarding/filtering site did.

You pre-registered for the freerolls.   About half would show up but we got UB to remove the no-shows at the first blind change.  I figured the final table that would award the seat and travel money would be the same.   I was one of the top qualifiers.   Instead and at the last-minute, they sent all of us the password to the final table.  It was late and the morning of the final that I  figured out the email had gone to that dead URL. I didn’t even watch me get blinded off.

To say that Saturday was one of the worst in my life is a massive understatement.  Well, there was that day in the yard when I stepped on the rake that came close.  I think they even gave away a 1.5K entry and expenses to the runner up.  But, I’d have won it.  The other luckboxes would have fallen to my skilz.  Yeah, I was even beyond simple skills.

Curse you Mojo for bring up the WSOP..  No link for you!  (or wazhername)

I coulda Bena Contenda!

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  1. April 14th, 2012 at 10:14 | #1

    “Each month they’d jointly give away a nice chunk of change in a freeroll.”

    Those were good days. 

  2. April 14th, 2012 at 12:43 | #2

    You have inspired me to write a new post today, sir.

  3. April 14th, 2012 at 12:47 | #3

    My breath is bad and baited.

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