WSOP Event #22 No Limit Hold'Em: Rousso Out, Greenstein Moves to Second

Vanessa Rousso just came back into the suite, with slightly less spring in her step than when she last left

"I blew it," she said. "I didn't have to get all my money in, but I just . . . well, I blew it."

It turns out that Vanessa had a rather roller coaster run since the break, getting aces to hold up against kings and ace queen suited to build her stack, but losing a big hand against aces.

"I really messed up," she said, in that self-deprecating reflection that is common among poker players, (and, in fact, essential for every player's growth and development.) "I made top pair on a board with two flush draws, so I pushed the turn and he called with aces."

"Ugh." I said. "Are you sure it was such a bad play?"

"Yeah. I had enough chips to slow down, and I just . . . didn't."

"Well, for what it's worth, I would have done the same thing." somehow, I think, this statement coming from a donkey like me is going to make her feel better. "If he hasn't shown any strength at all, you could get called by a much worse hand there."

"Or I could get called by a monster hand like aces," she said. "No, I screwed up. I'm a better player than that."

She still had chips, though, until she lost a big hand with pocket jacks versus AQ, and was crippled. She ended up busting out shortly thereafter.

She frowned, like we all do after recalling a story like that, then laughed and said, "Well, that's poker."

"Okay, can I put this on the blog?"

"You're not going to make me look bad, are you?"

I laughed, a little too hard, because just about everyone says something like that whenever they find out that I'm a blogger. If I had a dollar for every time one of my friends did something bloggable and said, "Don't put that on your blog unless you make me cool!" or "Oh god. That's going on your blog, isn't it? Make me look good, okay?" I could have bought myself into the Horse event. (For the record, I don't "make" people look like anything. What I write is how they are.)

"I don't think you did anything wrong, and, uh, I'd have to work pretty hard to make you look bad." I said.

A publicity dude came over and took her away to talk to Bluff radio. I heard them talking about her joining the Bluff radio team to do some color commentary and analysis on the final table of the Horse event, so tune in to Sirius 125 tonight, and you may get to hear her.

Barry Greenstein came in as she was walking out.

"Are you still in?" I said.

"Yeah, I am," he said. He sounded a little surprised. "I came in an hour late, and now I have eleven thousand."

"Really? That's great! Pokerwire had you at six thousand last time I checked."

He walked around to my side and looked at my screen, so I quickly switched to the Pokerwire tab in Firefox.

"Who's on top?" he said.

Man, I hope I get to say, "You are!

I hit F5. "Mark Seif has 25,000 and you're second with 11,700."

"Well, he had an hour on me." Barry said with a wry smile.

"Hey, did you get any sleep after horse?" I said. I was hoping that he would say no, just because it would make a great story.

"Yeah, about four hours." He said.

"Nice," I said.

He grabbed a bottle of water, and headed back out.

Four hours of sleep, after playing for almost nineteen hours before that, and Barry is second in chips with an hour's disadvantage. That's like pitching back-to-back no-hitters on two day's rest. Incredible.

Brad Willis
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