Weeks before the taping of the BDPS my friend (who I give all the credit for the video) and I taped myself between 2am and 5am at the hotel. It was insane. Guests were checking out while I have a huge green screen taped behind me with a video camera in front. All in all we finished up 2 weeks later just about 6 days before the show.
I still remember when I recieved the call. I was just about to fall asleep on the couch almost in REM, when I heard the phone ring. The answering machine picks up and I hear "Hello this is for Mark Laporte, this is Steve with the Best Damn Poker Show. We wanted to let you know that you have been accepted to goto San Diego on December 7th (which was 4 days away) please call me back at ####### so we can set up a flight schedule." I quickly got my father and played the message back where he proceed to say "Get the f%$# out" which were my words exactly. At this point I didn't care about sleep. I called everyone I knew and told them the news, everyone was freaking out. Called work let them know I wasn't going to be in next week. Work was cool because right when I saw the ad for the show and had a feeling I was going to get I let my manager know I was taking the week of December 7th off. Even if I didn't get on the show it still would have been nice to get a week off. Screw em if they can't take a joke.
So four days later yada yada yada I'm at TF Green airport in Providence, RI at 6:15am, ouch. For this part I'll keep it short. Basically the plane I was gonna take....well it was broke. So I said I'll take anything as long as I get to San Diego. A nice attendant informed me that there was another plane going to New York which had a connector to San Diego. Bam it was done. I hop on the plane and get to New York where the other plane left about 15 minutes ago. SOB. After alot of griping and moaning I got a flight to San Diego at 4:30pm. So I hung around the airport for 8 hours. I tried to get to San Diego for the welcome dinner with everyone which was at 10pm. After I get on the plane I ended up at Pechanga Resort and Casino at about 11:30pm. It was a beautiful place but by that point I was exausted and went to sleep. Oh yeah and my bags were lost!! Wonderful!
It was about 9:30am. I get up shower shave and call the airlines. Still nothing, they said maybe it will be here by 7 or 8pm tonight. Hey guys thanks for nothing! So I found out through all my emails with Steve that everyone was meeting up in the Showroom at noon. I get there and all I see are people on the show getting interviewed and this table with all kinds of drinks and snacks. Man did I feel like a rockstar. Oh speaking of which I bumped into Sully Erna from Godsmack who was an amazing person. So after getting set up we all walk into a theater with a stage that had long red velvet drapes and two big portraits of Phil Helmuth and Annie Duke. It was all too insane.
So this is how it went. There are 6 tables of 6. One table at a time is the feature table while all the other table around pretty much play for shits and giggles. But the second round they brough out the booze. Sitting at my table was Sully Erna, this guy Blaine who works for the Venetian, this other person Mike who looked remarkably like Tom Arnold, and two others Tracy who was an impressive player and umm can't remember the last guys name. I was drinking Sam Adams and by the 4th round was pretty buzzed. Oh yeah the featur table plays for 1 hour where at the end Phil and Annie eliminate one person. I'll tell ya when I saw them, it was awesome. Phil had his 11th bracelet on and Annie I think is a gorgeous woman. She brough her boyfriend Dave who was also on the show. At one point before we were at the feature table I ended up all in agains Sully, I had trip 5's on a 556 board and Sully had an 89 for a gutshot. The next cards were two blanks and I won which kicked ass but unfortunately it wasn't at the feature table.
Finally we're up, last table of the night. The first hand my whole cards were 89 suited and I was the button. The blinds were 100/200 UTG limps next two fold, I raise to 800, SB folds BB folds UTG calls. Flop comps 3s Qd 9s. UTG bets 1200 and I raise to 2500 to see where I'm at and he calls. Turn came 9c UTG checks and I bet 5000 cause I figured if he had a draw I would bet pot so I couldn't give him odds. He folded. I found out when the show was on tv he had 7s8s. About 3 hands later and one more beer I was feeling good. I then got Ah4h and was the cutoff UTG folds and the next one folds, I raise to 600. Dealer folds SB folds and BB calls. The flop came Qh 6h 8h I have the nut flush. BB checks and I check. The turn was a 3s, BB bets 1200 and I think about it and call. The river came a 5c, BB bets 2500 and then I pushed. He folded. Finally my last good hand was AdJh and a shortstacked moved all in for like 1200, since I was the chipleader I called and he had KhQs. I ended up winning with aces. After the hour Phil and Annie came out and had the one who went all in leave. I was excited to be there but knew the next morning they were going to eliminate 12 more people before the next game which I thought was wierd but oh well.
From there it was about midnight and I was beat so again I went to bed only to wake up for eliminations at 9am. We get on stage and boom 12 people get picked who thought they were going on Team Helmuth or Team Duke instead found out they got elimated. I for some reason was one of those poor souls. Lots of people were pissed as we got into the casino but I was thankful for the ride. Many of us went to lunch and hung by the pool which was nice. At around 6pm we had a tournament for a chance to goto Aruba for the Aruba poker classic. The 12 of us were there that got eliminated this morning. The only problem was 2 minute blinds which made it seem like a crap shoot than a poker tourney. Phil and Annie came out and the poker room went nuts. Phil bought us 4 bottles of Dom Perignon and I was in the moment. Playing cards drinking champagne, phil sat next to me and gave me an autograph which I had asked for. He also gave us each $500 to our UB accounts and a whole bunch of swag. BTW after I got eliminated I booked my flight home at 6:15 the next morning (big mistake). After the tourny (a lovely girl named Chi won) Phil bought out a club for a few hours and it had open bar. The whole cast from the show was there drinking up a storm and having a good time. I got pretty shitfaced but not enough to turn down an offer to goto another club on the top floor. Bam more drinking lots of fun and many great memories. At this point it was 1:30am and I had to pack to get on my flight in 5 hours. After a prayer to the porcelan gods I packed up my things and checked out. Most of the flight home I was passed out about 8 1/2 hours later I was in freezing RI and on cloud nine.
I apologize if this was too long. Trust me it could have been much longer but for your sake I tried to edit down. I hope you liked it, it's about 1am at work right now and I have a yearning to play poker. As promised here is my video which if it doesn't work on my blog you can always goto www.ultimatebet.com and check out the ad for the best damn poker show my video should be at the bottom.