Totally. Fucking. Gutted.
Down to 3, we all had chips. Plenty of 'em. I briefly had a nice lead, but had to drop a hand on a big draw after investing quite a bit. From there, it was a lot of give and take. One hand was gonna decide it. One big hand. The guy on my left was either a genius or a retard. He pushed (a huge overbet) over every raise where I was vulnerable. He had me flummoxed, but I knew I could trap him with one big hand. That hand was AA. I flopped a set. I let him take the lead and just milked it to the river where I knew he was gonna put all his chips in. It's what I wanted. It's what he did. Except he had turned a straight with 43. That put me in push/pray mode and I took a shot on the flush draw. Didn't come in.
We saved a grand of the travel money for third, so I'm not toally empty handed. A nice ROI on 400 FPPs. But...
...I wanted to go to The Show.