A postcard from the edge

Tournament poker players live on the edge of an abyss. It's an exhilarating experience. There's no better feeling than making the money when you had no reason to believe you would. Actually, that's not strictly true; there is one better feeling - the feeling you get when you come in first after having had no reason to believe you'd even make the money :-) That's the feeling I had last night.

style flavor buy_in entry players hands entries paid place winnings

MTT   8-Game  45000  5000       6   237      71   18     1   841000
MTT-R NLHE    43500  6500       9   105      55   12    11   322000

delta: $863,000
MTT 8-game balance: $547,170
2019 balance: $1,304,000
balance: $47,888,260

A postcard from the edge

I'm on the very cusp of setting the two personal worsts I talked about last post. So this one can be considered a postcard from the edge :-) I came as close to stopping the bitch last night as you possibly can, without actually doing it. I bubbled the MTT-R NLHE I entered. Had I made the money, I would only be faced tonight with the prospect of one personal worst on my poker horizon.

style flavor buy_in entry players hands entries paid place winnings

MTT   8-Game  45000  5000       6    66      96   18    55        0
MTT-R NLHE    43500  6500       9    77     108   27    28        0

delta: $-200,000
MTT with rebuys NLHE balance: $38,376,500
2018 balance: $5,130,000
balance: $50,643,260