Little fire

This is the second time I've used this blog post title; the first was on August 31, 2012. Here's an excerpt of what I had to say:

The title of this post applies to the final tournament I entered last night, and also to me personally. My name, which is a Welsh one, translates to "little fire". Last night, in the final tournament, my stack dwindled down at one point to a very little fire which should have been easily put out by my three opponents. All they needed to do was briefly cooperate to stamp out my little fire, then go back to being competitors. However, they failed to do so.

Last night, I got under the lights. When I made it to three handed play, I was a huge underdog. One of my opponents had 339,575 chips, the other had 191,338, and I had just 28,087, a meager 5% of the total. My little fire should have been easily put out by my two opponents. All they needed to do was briefly cooperate to stamp it out, then go back to being competitors. However, they failed to do so. By laddering up from 3rd to 2nd, I made an extra $624,000 in profit. I'm back in the blue, baby!

style flavor buy_in entry players hands entries paid place winnings

MTT-R NLHE    43500  6500       9   177      65   15     2  2654000

delta: $2,454,000
MTT with rebuys NLHE balance: $37,349,500
2018 balance: $3,626,000
balance: $49,139,260