The title of this post applies to the final tournament I entered last night, and also to me personally. My name, which is a Welsh one, translates to "little fire". Last night, in the final tournament, my stack dwindled down at one point to a very little fire which should have been easily put out by my three opponents. All they needed to do was briefly cooperate to stamp out my little fire, then go back to being competitors. However, they failed to do so. Here were the starting balances at hand 27:
Seat 1: 1980
Seat 3: 2365
Seat 5: 1385
Seat 6: 270 (neostreet)
There's no way I should have survived, yet I did. Not only that, I thrived; I ended up coming in first. I just checked the hand histories, and it turns out I went all in 11 times in 80 hands. I had a lot of luck, but demonstrated skill also. I actually prefer this type of victory, since it's so incredibly challenging.
buy_in entry_fee num_players num_hands place winnings
50000 800 6 102 2 105000
50000 800 6 40 4 0
50000 800 6 77 2 105000
50000 800 6 80 1 195000
delta: $201,800
tournament balance: $1,192,090
balance: $6,322,821
Friday, August 31, 2012
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