My favorite memory of the WSOP last year was sitting there on my scooter next to the ashtray, TJ Cloutier right next to me, and he is watching the crowd and comments that he can't believe all these people are there. I responded with a knowledgeable yep. You think I should of mentioned that I wasn't in the tournament, I was looking for a ring of cigar smoke to say hello to my buddy who was still in it (I hoped) at the first break? I failed to even ask him to sign a chip, but that may have broken the facade I was a fellow pro. Then again, I don't know if he was even in that tournament, hmmmm.