5 hours later.
So Skelm convinced me to have a shot at the Dream Job (Australia) tournament on Stars, I’m not really a tourney guy, and I didn’t really feel like dedicating my whole night to it but it was pretty good for a freebie. I was planning on writing that that evening, which I skipped since being fairly new to tournaments I wanted to learn as much as I could. The field was, 2986 players, with the last 9 making it into the finals. I got out 11th. Pissed off..
It was interesting, but annoying all the same, with no cash prizes or consolation for the hours lost staring at the screen and winning flips, but that’s poker. We went over some of the spots I could have played better, which was enlightening, but I don’t think I’ll switch to being an MTT pro any time soon. Some interesting things the last few weeks in town, 5,200 people stripped naked for photographer Spencer Tunick in front of the Sydney Opera House. How they organise something like that, and what type of people attend those sorts of things puzzles me, but each to their own, it’s a pretty impressive feat and brings the city a little publicity. Secondly, we had the Queen Mary 2, a huge luxury cruise liner pull into Sydney. I was in town at the time so I saw this thing and it’s pretty fucking sweet, incredible how something so huge can stay buoyant.
Anyway, back to it.
