"There has to be some dead money in this tournament right? It might as well be me," Mike Thorpe shouted as he made his way to table #353.
"Hello!" he said with a smile to the dealer as he sat down and turned in his tournament receipt. The dealer on a table over, who was still waiting for players, bursted out in laughter while Thorpe was told he had to wait until the big blind in order to play a hand. It took Thorpe les than a second to get up from his chair and as we speak he's wondering around questioning himself, "I don't even know why I regged this tournament?".
We're just playing eight levels today Mike, take it easy!