Winning Aruba the first time was especially important to me as we had never really taken any big "poker trips" before. Sure, we were at
WSOP in Vegas, and that was great, but I have been to Vegas hundreds of times, as it is just 4 hours away, but we had never traveled to go play poker, so this was going to be fun. I don't know why, but we had to fly all the way across county and then south to the tiny island of Aruba, just off the coast of
Venezuela. It has always been a vacation retreat for east coast crowd, but I had never paid much attention to it, until Natalie, and then it got all kinds of attention. We arrived and took a cab down to almost the end of the island to the hotel circle area and pulled up at the
Raddison. It looked tropical with open air lobbies and it felt great. The rooms ended up being okay, a bit small, but hey, we were in freaking Aruba. We took a walk around the complex and saw the killer pool, right next to the beach, the gym that overlooks the water, some outdoor bars and open aired grill. This was so cool. Ultimate Bet had a welcome party that night around the pool and they did it first class, with many open bars, appetizers everywhere, and Phil
Hellmuth and Annie Duke hosting. I was getting hammered on free rum drinks and having a blast.
Hellmuth was feeling no pain and like he always does, grabbed the mike and started talking. He introduced an 18 year old girl from
the Netherlands named Annette15 online as she had just won the
European WPT event and something like 2 million dollars, poor baby.....
lol.
Hellmuth was also getting hammered and decided to liven things up a bit and started offering $500 to any girls willing to lose their tops and jump in the pool. :) They lined up to do it... Word the next day was Annie was not too pleased with this stunt. This party is also where we met new friends Bill (
billiam_
cdn) from Canada and Sasha, a single guy from Australia. We became
inseparable from that night on. I was
fascinated by Bill's stories of all the events he had won and been to and knew I would try more attempts to do the same after listening to him. He had travelled all over and played all these big events, but had not cashed in any of them yet. I, of course, had only played in one big event so far (the main event) and had cashed, so I had some bragging rights. Bill introduced me to Cuban cigars too, as he is expert on them. They were (and are) both great guys and you will see other posts with Bill in them as well. There was another guy I had been chatting with online and had played many times and his online name was The Black Hat and he was from Wisconsin. Turns out, there is a group from Wisconsin and they glossed themselves the Wisco boys. More about him later...The poker room was a convention center set up and had lots of buzz going on. It was very well run, with about 30 tables of sit n go's and sattelites going on. Amanda was not going to be bored after all...lol. The main event was the next day and Sasha got knocked out but Bill and I survived day one. The tournament had 548 players and would pay 54 spots. We both made it through the 2nd day as well, playing with such notables as Freddy Deeb, Michael Gracz, Jonathan Little, "JJ" Lieu and others. It was on day three when I sat and played with a young guy named Jordan Rich that impressed the hell out of me. I was fascinated watching how focused he was and saw him take a huge pot from Jonathan Little on an absolutely great call. Little was the chip leader and Rich had a good stack too, both in the top 10 and Little put Rich almost all in after the river and Rich thought and thought and made the call with 3rd pair and took the pot. Jordan was also two behind me, making him the button on my big blind and he was punishing my small stack and I knew I could not sit and not play. I look at A 5 off and sure enough he comes around and raises me again and I push, he calls and turns over K Q and I hold on and double up. I hated the way I was playing and learned alot about late round tournament play from watching Jordan Rich. The second day was played down until 54 players, or everyone making the money and Bill and I both made it. We were pumped up, as this was to be Bill's first major cash and I was now 2 for 2. Unfortuately, of the 54 players left, I was 51st in chips, very sad. I was to start day 3 with 33,400 chips and Bill had 135,000 chips, so he was in great shape. I had about 10 big blinds left and knew I had to pick a spot and push. I did that, picking up a few small pots and grew my stack to 57,000 and just was able to hang around while people around me were dropping off, including Bill, who caught a cooler and ended up getting knocked out 47th, but still a respected cash of almost $8,000. I see Gracz get knocked out, then Robert Williamson, then the 'mouth' Matasow in 41st and I am liking my game right about now. But then the cooler...I get Q J suited diamonds in the big blind , JJ Lieu limps from under the gun and we get raised by the most aggresive player at the table to 7500 chips. I have 3500 in already and make the call, as does JJ. The flop comes Q 5 2 rainbow with one diamond. There is 28,000 in the pot. JJ checks and the raiser makes it 15,000 to play, making the pot 43,000. I am hoping he is on a continuation bet, so I push all my chips in and JJ mucks (good) and the raiser says 'call' and turns over Q Q and I finish 39th for $10,630. Poker players know this feeling of disgust and sadness as you are leaving a tourney you have gotten deep in. You just won over $10,000 and you are feeling bad, very ironic but true. Well, I got over it, Bill was more disapointed than me I think, he had so many chips going in, but hey, it's time to celebrate. Amanda and Sasha were great supporters, there for us on every break and helping us discuss strategy for the next rounds, so Bill and I agree to take them to dinner. We hop in a cab and head for the southern end of the island to the (ironically) California Lighthouse where there is supposed to be a great Italian restarant. We pull up and there is a beautiful patio setting outside, with two levels, one covered and the lower one not. It is crowded and so we settle for the upper patio. It is a beautiful Carribean evening, Bill and I had just played 3 grueling days of poker and were rewarded for it and we were in Aruba, what could be better. We are drinking bottle after bottle of good wines, smoking Cuban cigars and have a great memories of the last few days and eating a great meal, when we hear thunder, then lightening, and wow, we have a show in the sky as we are celebrating. It is beautiful, but then a heavy rain starts just pouring down. It wasn't our choice, but we ended up sitting on the top patio, which was covered and all the people on the lower patio were scrambling with their food and getting soaked. We sat there dry and kept drinking our wine and smoking our cigars and ended up closing down the place 5 hours later. It was one of my most memorable dinners ever. The final TV table was to be the next day and remember that Wisco boy I told you about earlier, The Black Hat, well he made it to the final table. This guy is a young guy who was buddies with a pretty large group of players all from Wisconsin who all made the trip. They and I were all rooting for him and he played excellent and came in 3rd place for a cash of $252,000. The bad news was that he had a deal with UB pro "Poker Ho" who was also from Wisconsin who had staked Black Hat for 50% in the $500 sattelite to get to this tournament, so he they had agreed that HO would get 50% of any winnings.....ouch...still a good showing though...good job Brad....

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