Check out Daniels’ attempt to become the best Beer Pong Player in the World. Part 1 is right here and Part 2 is right here
1/3/06 10:08 am – WSOBP III
After the pickup games I went to the $2 minimum craps table with up to 1000x odds. Nothing like pressing a $2 bet with a grand. Not that I did it, but I thought about it. It’s like splitting Jacks… it’s never a good idea, but it doesn’t prevent me from thinking about it when the dealer’s showing a six.
At about 1 am, I finally wandered back to my room. I stuck at the craps table for about 4 hours because it heated up real good. I had the dice for about 20 minutes straight and hit six or seven points in a row. It was one of those tables so hot I didn’t want to leave to go to the bathroom and, hence, suffered for about 2 hours until I just couldn’t hold it anymore. When I finally did go to sleep, after not having slept in two days, I slept like the dead. I don’t think I’ve ever slept a full night in a hotel room without waking up. I woke up around 8:00 when Matt decided it was time to start gambling, but I couldn’t bring myself to get out of bed. Besides, if Atlantic City has taught me nothing in the last few years, it’s that I pay casinos when the sun is up.
1/3/06 4:06 am – WSOBP III
So, today we actually started the process of getting through the World Series. The guys set the tournament up into six 14-team divisions. You play 12 or 13 games against teams in your division. The top three of each division, the next best 13 records, and one random wildcard draw get into the 32 team bracket the final day. People came in full costume… one dominatrix and love slave, a couple of guys dressed up as banditos, a couple more guys in wrestling gear. If the World Series has taught me one thing, it’s that a whole lot of people have stolen Baker’s WBF logo and made cheap knockoffs of it.
I was really unaware at how nervous I would end up being through all this. When Matt and I finally started (in Division 2) I started getting the shakes. I made not one cup the the entire first game. Luckily, Matt hit all six and got us the duke. Through the day, we ended up going 3-2 with one bye. Baker and Hulse went 4-2. The field is about what we expected: a few really good teams with a bunch of dead wood. We met a group of 10 or so kids from Wisconsin that are really good. This also translated into the most Brewers paraphernalia I’ve ever seen in one room at any given time.
We also decided that only teams from cold weather states are any good. We figure this is because for six months of the year, all we can do is drink.
Out of the two games we lost, one of them was because I decided not to make a single cup… and Matt couldn’t carry me through again. The second loss we just got absolutely ruined by a girl who was unstoppable. The game was over in 4 rounds and we lost by 2. We did all we could but that team was just too much.
Thus coming to the cons of the tournament so far. Six cup racks are too few. I understand they really have an interest in keeping the games moving… but one hot streak ends a game. That chick may be as good as she seemed, but 12 cups gives a chance to actually make the better team win. Anyone can kill six cups on a hot streak. Another problem is time in between games. Matt and I played five games in about six hour times. We got a bye in the first round after halftime, which means we didn’t play once for two hours. By the time we got back on the table, buzzes were worn off and the spirit came down. A lot of the teams that were hot in the first half seemed to have the same problem. I understand why they do both of these things, but it still makes it tough.
The guys running the tournament are also in a rough situation as they collected about 200 guys to Mesquite, NV for a beer pong tournament. Unfortunately, no girls are here… so when they try to set things up, like a party in the casino’s dance club, you end up with a giant sausage-fest. No one’s really into it.
I’m exhausted. Time for bed, and hopefully the Starbucks in the casino actually has wireless so I can post this tomorrow. I’d like to get some pics uploaded from Matt’s camera, too.
Quote of the Day, after I mistakenly told the dealer of a blackjack table I wanted to stay on a nine:
Hulse: I’m all for playing conservative, but sticking on a nine is just ridiculous.
Runner-up:
Random guy from SC to a Security Crowd: No one is getting rowdy, we all realize that everyone here is just a little off. Most of us flew two or three thousand miles to play Beer Pong… we all ain’t right.
