We just passed 800 total entries across the two days of the kick-off Moneymaker PSPC tour event at Stones Gambling Hall near Sacramento. Setting aside the multiple bullets fired (and there may have been one or two of those) that’s still half a thousand stories. All those human beings making their way here with $86 and a dream. But you know, I sense that for many of them, it’s not necessarily the PSPC dream per se. It’s that for that $86, they can be part of the excitment. And excitement, we got…
New York? Buy; and then send me tournament alternate #187.
I mean sure, they’d love to win the trip to the Atlantis – they’re not stupid – but they understand it’s a long shot. What’s not a long shot is the chance to be in the mix. To have essentially a 100% chance of competing, playing some poker, meeting some new people, shaking hands with Chris Moneymaker or Jason Somerville, and generally spending a weekend having a blast.
It is with pride and delight that I share a few of their stories here.
Shaun Davis flew up from San Diego. Like a third of the human beings on the planet, he follows Daniel Negreanu on social media. Daniel mentioned this and Shaun booked plane tickets. Unfortunately, I just saw Shaun walking out the door – he won’t be winning the Platinum Pass here – but he gave me a huge smile and a wave as he left. It was the affect of a man who felt he’d spent his time well. That’s really all we can ask for, right?
I *could* have headphones and shades on. But it’s more fun being part of the game.
Here’s Crystal Hutchens, who flew down from Anchorage (yes, Anchorage, Alaska). Her t-shirt promises that vegans taste better. She raises hedgehogs, plays music,  and makes most of her living playing poker up there in Anchorage. She got started in poker (as many of us did) playing five-card draw. Her dad would let her sit in on the games if she brought her own pennies. I guess she turned those pennies into nickels and the nickels into dimes. She discovered Texas Hold’em “when I was slinging drinks in a sports bar. Well, they called it a sports bar, but all they did is play poker – two tournaments a night. Some of the players would start to show me their cards. I finally sat down to give it a shot and said ‘Oh – everybody’s hooked on adrenaline; I get it now.'”
Winters in Anchorage? Play poker and practice guitar.
See what’s happening? They’re talking, carrying on, swapping tales. They’re not in front of a TV or at the mall. Everybody at the table knows that their chances of winning the Platinum Pass are non-zero but small. That’s okay – they just got to meet a vegan musician from Anchorage who runs home games. She just got to meet…. well, that’ll be the next installment.
And I don’t know who I am but life is for learning
 Her “calling card” is a branded tie-dye guitar pick. Anybody who is distributing guitar picks around the world is hero of mine.