Another day at the WSOP saw me covering Event 26: $2,500 No Limit Holdem Six Handed with Rich behind the computer and DK and Greg on the floor.
Jerry Yang soared up the leaderboard early on before the field started to catch up on him, but he is still around for day two and I – along with many others – are rooting for him to buck the trend and ship a second bracelet.
One of the other positives of the day was the fact that I managed to snap a few photos for the first time at any World Series that I’ve covered. I managed to grab a headshot of Jerry Yang for one of our break posts, but my favourite one is this one.
Easily the biggest highlight of the day was the encounters that I had with Daniel Negreanu that mainly occurred after the following hand.
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courtesy of PokerNews
Oh Brother!
With around 14,500 in the pot and the flop reading
8♠
K♦
J♦ Daniel Negreanu was faced with a bet from his opponent in the small blind totalling 12,000.
Negreanu shuffled some chips, adjusted a few of his chip stacks before checking his cards once more only to announce he was all in and slide his 79,000-chip stack into the middle.
“Allright I call” stated Negreanu’s opponent for his 41,400 total.
Negreanu:
6♦
5♦
Opponent:
A♦
K♣
“I’m testing a theory . . . I haven’t made a flush all tournament!” added Negreanu as the dealer dealt the
7♥ on the turn to give Negreanu additional outs to make a straight.
The river landed the
K♥ and immediately Negreanu stood up and began a Phil Hellmuth-esque tirade.

“No straights, no flushes, no nothing!”
“This is like the thirtieth in a row this World Series!”
With Negreanu’s table based on the rail and at least twenty people watching on, they all remained dead silent as he continued.
“Oh brother!”
“Never going to happen for me!”
“This is just unbelievable!”
Negreanu however is still alive with around 38,000 in chips.
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Now I of course left out some of the stuff that he was saying due to the fact that I couldn’t write that fast, my memory was full and it may have been a little offensive, but I think you’ll still get the feel for the hand.
Both he and I had a discussion during a previous event about the quality of our (PokerNews) coverage of the series, and when we had finished, things seemed to be at a good point.
Returning from one of the breaks Daniel walked past our desk and we said hello before I asked him to get me a chip count for table three, seat three (about ten metres or so away) as a joke.
“1,700″ he stated after taking a few steps closer
“Looks like it’s 1,925 from here mate” I responded.
Walking right up to the table, “yeah you’re right [exactly of course] . . . but you have better vision then me!”
“How? I’m Asian!” I added.
“Yeah but you guys have good sight, especially in comparison to me” as he pulled out his glasses.
“What you mean, I have 50% less vision then you cause of my slanty eyes!”
He then ran up to the table and called out counts for all the seats.
“That’s all good, but now you gotta find out their names!” I laughed off as he ran to his chair.
Then after the above hand occurred I was walking past his table and he quickly jumped up and asked me if I saw what happened.
“Yeah I think I did you justice in the blog” I responded.
“Oh so it’s on PokerNews . . . I’ll have to check it out” he added before discussing more about his WSOP run bad.
Then a little later on in the evening we had this discussion.
“Did you not shave properly or something this morning?” he asked.
“Huh?”
“Well this is longer [pointing to his upper lip area] then all the rest” he continued.
“Nah I shaved properly”
“Oh you’re a halvie right?”
“Yeah. Half Malay and”
“Whitey right?” he interrupted as I nodded away.
“So that means you get really hairy here [pointing to his goatee area] but grow nothing there [pointing everywhere else] right?”
“Yeah pretty much, but also I get a Mr. Miyagi-type moustache”
I returned to write some hands and prepare for the end of the night before returning to the floor. As I walked towards him he quickly propped up out of his chair.
“You’re a fighter aren’t you? I can see it!”
“Ummm . . . no” I responded in a confused tone.
“Nah I can see it. You use to be a fighter at school!”
“Nup, not me”
“So you never threw a punch at anyone when you were mad or anything?” he asked as I answered with a negative shake of the hand and a still dumbfounded look of what the hell Daniel was on about.
“So did you get bullied?” he asked.
“Well yeah, but I still never fought anyone”
“So you just let them beat you up?”
“They never beat me up, they just would hang shit on me!”
“Nup. You look like a fighter and I’m sticking to it!”
It was a very odd day, but an extremely funny one thanks to Daniel.
Oh . . . and for the record . . . Chip Counting Challenge 1: Distance . . . Negreanu 0 / Duckworth 1!