Sure was. I sort of finished eighth for a mighty £120.
You know when you get to the final table and everyone has around 10-15xBB? And you wait for the first hand of 5k-10k and sigh inwardly when Squarehead open-rises to 45k on the button? And you look down at AA in the SB and shove 105k? And it goes back to him and he says "Oh well, got too much in there now, you're in front but spose I better call"? And he turns over JQ cc and the flop comes 457 one club? And etc etc?
That's sort of what happened.
I've decided I'm like a veteran 3m handicap chaser with a habit of breaking blood-vessels in that I perform best fresh. After a break. I may need cheekpieces (like Bollywood villain British Gas) or perhaps first-time blinkers in Vegas in the summer.
Should be fine though, I'm gonna get Pizzled to stake me and everything.
Timeform Squiggle added. Just the one. For now.