Just Busted

… but not with the nuts. Get it?

The feeling of busting from the Main Event is melancholy-like. I don't think there's any other event (besides family and close friends) that would put me in such a state. You're not sad. You're not angry. But you just want to mope around and not do anything. I don't even feel this way when I'm downswing in poker. It is in its own category of sadness. Not depression. But like, damn, wtf happened. I wish I could be playing right now.

The last time I felt like this was last year when I busted out of the ME. But it hurt more last year because I was really deep in the tourney. We still have a long way to go so I def feel a little better knowing there's a few more thousands who will bust with nothing.

I will be in Vegas for a few more days. I really don't know what I want to do. I just know I have to make it hot because I say good-bye to this city until I see its face next year.

I have a love/hate relationship with this city and I do believe it eats up the soul. However, Vegas is a great city and it's def a place one should spend an extended period of time so you can see how soulless this place is. Then when you go home, you will be full of life.

If you are in Vegas and wants to make it hot, let me know.

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