I’m not saying this to justify the dry spell I’ve been on, but during the past couple of months, the amount of times I’ve been victimized by a hideous bad beat far outnumbers the amount of times I’ve laid one on an opponent.  Then there was Sunday.  Sunday was a different story.

I was knocked out of the 2009 WSOP Main Event no fewer than three times Sunday, yet I’m still in with a nice stack.  I was drawing to two outs for my tournament life twice, both times I found one of the cards I needed.  I just wouldn’t die.

I’m hoping to turn my lucksack Day 1 into a real story.   I’ve got 65,750 chips and will be back in action Wednesday.