The Upper Hand #23

The email almost slipped my mind.

LATE NIGHT RAMBLE INCOMING!

I turbo ran up a massive stack in yesterday’s $530 Mystery Bounty and saw it vanish even faster.

During the demise, I caught myself day-dreaming about my long-lost monster stack.

Even though I still had a decent position, I was grieving my time as the chipleader.

Casting envious glances at the piles of chips other players had amassed.

As humans, we quickly grow accustomed to our improved surroundings

All sorts that we once longed for - a promotion, a new house, a first date with your partner, a big stack in the $530 Mystery Bounty - they become your normal.

We look towards something bigger and better.

It’s our nature.

But we’re not supposed to lose anything along the way, WE EARNED THEM!

There was a part of me that grieved the numbers and success we had during the lockdown.

Maybe there still is.

1000 people waiting during my 10 minute countdown every day.

5000+ people if we hit a Final Table.

There was a day we had 4000 people watching us playing $2 180 mans.

RIP Nutzz. (iykyk)

It was a wild and miserable time.

I wouldn’t wish to return to those days in a million years.

BUT

It was the perfect storm for Poker and Twitch.

THEN IT WAS GONE.

My “normal” got snatched away.

But if I zoom out and think about the begnning of my streaming journey in 2015…

Signed by PokerStars, 3 SCOOP Titles, an insane upswing for years, playing EPT Mains, the most loyal following on Twitch.

I’m living my dream.

During the past two days of streaming, I’ve reemered that.

To everyone who tunes in and supports me, THANK YOU!

I appreciate it from the bottom of my heart.

Bye for now, you BEAUTIFUL Fucks!

<3