Despite the fact that I've played played 4,327,981 tournaments at Foxwoods and cashed in exactly one, I decided to make the trek across country to grind out one more stupid donkament.
After my run in such a tough field at Bellagio and being so close to my first WPT main event final table that I could taste it, I just couldn't talk myself out of playing one of the softest WPT events of the season.
The structure of the event is pretty good when it matters, even though it's a bit fast early on. We start with 30k chips at 50/100 and it's 200/400 (50) by level four, but they don't skip the 2400, 5k, or 10k big blind levels.My table draw for day one wasn't exactly what I was hoping for in a Foxwoods tournament. It would be a great draw at Bellagio, don't get me wrong, but the field is a LOT different here.
Here's the lineup...
Seat 1 "Miami John" Cernuto/random
Seat 2 Curt Kohlberg
Seat 3 random satelliter/random young kid w lots of chips
Seat 4 Festively Plump Stoner
Seat 5 Adam "Roothlus" Levy
Seat 6 random satelliter/Chad "lilholdem954" Batista
Seat 7 Gordon Eng
Seat 8 "DontBluffMePLZZZ"
Seat 9 Scott "dorinvandy" Dorin (WCOOP $10k winner)
I got up to 35k early when I flopped an ace holding A♥ K♥ against Seat 3's K♣ K♠, but spent a while slipping afterwards while I couldn't get much going. I slipped down to 20k through a series of second-best hands, which is what I started the last level of the day with (300/600).
During that level I finally started to get it going and picking up a bunch of pots.
Then Seat 3 minraised UTG and flatted my 3.6k three-bet from UTG+1. He overbet jammed nearly 30k on a Q♥ 8♥ 3♥ flop holding A♦ Q♣, and I happily accommodated his desire to play a huge pot with my A♥ A♠.
My chanting for a Queen failed, and I doubled up to ~65k to end day one headed to the 400/800 level.
I was pretty happy when I saw my day two table draw, except for Poorya "isuckoutonyou" Nazari (2009 PCA winner) being directly on my left. He's a really nice guy who I've become buddies with, but is also a sicko LAG player who I really didn't want to have position on me.
Little did I know, it wouldn't be him that would be screwing with me at the table. A kid named Matthew Milliken was two seats to my left and wanted to play every pot I entered ... even though I was opening fairly infrequently.
After watching him try to run people over for hours, it made it pretty easy to four-bet jam A♠ Q♥ on him about 50 big blinds deep. A tougher spot came up when I had the exact same hand about 80 big blinds deep against him a level later, and I ended up flatting the three-bet and check-shoving on a A♣ 9♣ 3♣ flop.
Milliken: I only bet because I thought I had the K♣ with it.
Me: So you're trying to pretend you had a big hand? What...K♠ T♦?
::he continues to pretend he's not completely full of it::
Eventually they made the table a bit worse by adding Chris Moore three seats to my left and Matt Stout