Perhaps Saturday night in Vegas was a little bit too much for some on this Sunday morning, but it also occurred to me that we may have hit the dog days of this World Series of Poker.
The $3k happened to be Event 29 on the 55 event schedule getting us even closer to the half way point of the entire World Series when you add in the extra days for the Main Event.
While some players are being celebrated as champions others have had bankrolls decimated by one too many bad beats or bad plays. Backers are starting to get nervous and question their investments as those at the tables begin to doubt at least their luck.
A few players have started to put together a resume of cashes they are hoping to build upon while others are barely staying afloat and looking to move up the food chain.
Just like in the game of baseball, in the middle of any WSOP season we tend to hit a bit of a dead patch and those are the dog days. It will come alive again in the coming weeks with great stories of veteran players coming through in the clutch or fresh faces making their mark. But for the next little while, for everyone whose been visiting the Amazon Room everyday, this all starts to feel like a bit of a grind and you can see it on their faces.
Of course, there are many players who thrive in the grind and those riders will be separating themselves from the peloton before long. They'll be trying to making deep runs, big cashes and close out a hotly contested Player Of The Year race before we get to the big dance next month. But for now it still feels like the middle of all that. It's too far from both the beginning and the end to really get excited about and few seem really stoked right now.
A lot of the WSOP donks who spend their dead money here everyday have been on a steady diet of Capriotti's sandwiches, comped beers at the video poker machines and 4 a.m. steak and eggs from a hotel coffee shop for long enough that they are starting to get a little weary. Couple that with the obvious lack of sleep 18 days in Vegas creates and people are just plumb tired.
By this point in any World Series people are usually a little tired of the heat as well, although that hasn't been the case this year. Milder temperatures have been the norm, even feeling chilly some evenings, until the last 48 hours when some warm winds and hotter temps came flying in making the town feel a bit like the inside of a convection oven.
All that means is we are still just a week or so away from the inevitable complaints about the uncomfortable nature of the Vegas heat.
So I think we may have reached the dog days, but it could be just me. Half way through a month of $2 Heinekens at the Gold Coast across the street and all that is the WSOP and you would start to feel a little hung over yourself.