After snatching defeat from the jaws of victory in my heat in England, I moved swiftly onwards to Amsterdam where I'm told I wasted a lot of valuable Amsterdam time by finishing within a couple of tables of the bubble in both the Omaha and the main event. If this is indeed true, it will have to be put down as very careless.
On an early break I bumped into a good friend of the Irish, two time WSOP bracelet winner Jan Sorensen. The last time I'd seen Jan was in Galway last January where he was unusually bemoaning his luck and worse still, expressing doubts about whether he could ever win again in the modern game.
In Amsterdam he told me he hadn't played since then but then smiled broadly whilst he said that he'd been keeping very busy gambling on football. He burst out laughing when I asked him if he was winning, which I didn't take to be a very good sign. I lost all interest in the tournament when the last Ireland and Boyle's man, Alan Betson, got practically bubbled. A couple of days after I got home Jesse May told me Jan had won. I hope 600,000 is less than he lost on the soccer for the year!



Yeah Alan got close and final tabled in the omaha. Good luck in London this week.
ps: Hope your gonna play in the Marty promotion