An Ode to the WSOP 2011
WSOP 2010 WSOP 2009 WSOP 2008 WSOP 2007 WSOP 2006 WSOP 2005 WSOP 2004 WSOP 2002	A good night sleep A morning run A Tuna sandwich for breakfast Now starts the fun He’s ‘into the tank’ (Means no more talking for me!) Reading, focusing Preparing for what will be At noon play started At table White-Seventy-Seven A mix of solid and weak players Not exactly a table from heaven! The very first round A heads up bout Saw a monster A-9 laid down Due to fear of early knock out Lost five thousand Rather than gaining eight It would nag at his psyche But not hurt his fate The next nine hours Were grueling at best Not raising or falling Keeping a steady nest It's actually amazing Given all things As the best he saw all day Was a pair of kings At one point I asked You think to Day 2 we will go? His answer follows The words of a pro There is no such thing As playing to survive the day It's one continuous event And you must treat it that way You must play each hand Regardless of round According to the moment If at the end you are to be found So if you go home on day one Or go home on day three So long as you played your best At peace you will be And that is what happened Good solid play In this case continuing Onto the next day