Phil is 2nd in chips to start Day 2C. Good chance IMO he's still a top stack by the end of day 2 play.

Any predictions or stories?

He'll make Final Table I think

I predict phil ivey will win the main event ! and like any great story this is only the beginning. after winning the main event he will try to play poker again but he will find that the love he once knew is not there anymore and finally in turn realizing he has completed his poker journey. months will pass until the day he stumbles upon the sport of womens competitive masturbating. there will be a boom like the one we all have come to know and love in poker. it will sweep the nation and he will own the websites and trademarks solely dedicated to this new sport . he will amass so much money he will then solve the worlds hunger crisis, the worlds water crisis and global warming. he will receive the nobel piece prize in recognition of his great acomplishments. he will live in fame and respect for the rest of his life until the day he passes from supernatural causes and the entire world sends his remains into space. the celebration will last all day and for ever be know as phil ivey day.

Ever wonder what makes Ivey tick? , he stands back and watches a man hammer his head with his hands, screaming for the madness to stop while the plane lands in a metropolis as the pope hands out candy shaped like scrolls dipped in sea salts that cause the brain to float in the skull filled with raw sewage thta blew apart the first time a cloud burst formed above the naked harlot and splattered red wine over the feathers of a dying dove tangled in the wires of a society born from bushes burning as the smoke pushes through the lush jungles of lust and luxury, we dream of earning a living, forgetting to respect death, the fifth sense is no different than the first but the sixth is the center of the church, where the earth is lifted by gravity, the sun laughs and carries the burden of balance, completing rotations that form the calendars we mark time with stiff units of stress to relax in straight lines of linear paths that match the angles of architechture in the texture of a temple that stands to match the method of savages who capture the simple forms of energy, trying to bend light to fit in tight spaces between the tits of mother nature wondering if our father forgave us but we never know so we travel in packs of six and ravage the land on a quest for the last laugh when the treasure chest is opened and shattered and out spills the golden rings that once surround saturn or from the hands of a king who lowered the flag and raised the roof but the ceiling collapsed and trapped the priest in the booth where he confessed his sins to the statues of wooden men whose heads spin in circles to complete the purpose of paying homage to the purple whale deep in the iceberg submerged in the crystal city below the bells that open the earth with a burst of sonic energy that rings in ears of dolphins and calls the cathedrals to open their doors and hunt down the pilgrims that pour from battleships armed with electric saws and bottles of cognac thats half-full of empty space in a state of confusion the proof is in the question that reflects the solution on two levels we check for definitions of our selves and our brethren but we never seem to mention the one above, under, and around the way where real heads rep the sludge and never budge from the mud that grounds em deep inside the core of the orb the globe is lonely but we still got open from the force of papes that cause the worst to floss and the best to walk away in time to save the newborns who was warned before they got there that all that glitters aint rusty cause justice is a triple-edged sword that fiends to cut ya when you never stop to question who made the rules and why they only apply to just us but thats too easy like light switches that only work in the daytime we just cant win no matter how hard we work but thats the point cause our truth reflects their urge to purge us from the surface the devils scared cause we make him nervous to walk and talk his microscopic game thats already beat by the clock he invented to stop us from gettin lifted in our rituals that keep the people from getting raped in they sleep by the golden steeple thats why the predator wants you to pray, he wants you to call him in your wet dreams and promise you the breath of life, but its a trap like the night wind that foreshadows the day Phil ivey returns to the final table!

Read it, enjoyed it

I have heard he is like the Tiger Woods of poker, or possibly the PK Subban.

phil ivey is a total genius.

if you're not learning from him every chance you get, you're really missing out.

I swear I heard this, as well.....a real up and comer, this Ivey kid

Holy run on sentence Batman!

in before Ivey ships ME.

who's the people that follow ivey

The way things have been going, Tiger Woods is quickly becoming the Phil Ivey of golf

Does he have a home though? I see him all the time around the casino playing, he might as well be nicknamed "No Home"...too bad his name isn't Jerome, although I heard that was his name on a fake ID he used to use. No Home Jerome has a nice ring to it, maybe that'll stick as a name for him if he makes it big.

Fold 33 UTG this year Phillip.

Yay, can't wait for $10 million more dollars to disappear from the poker economy forever!

It's very possible for him to make the FT. But there is a lot of poker to be played and some coolers ahead...

You just won the internet: "months will pass until the day he stumbles upon the sport of womens competitive masturbating."

He didn't win my corner.

I have very low internet standards

Willing to bet that Ivey doesn't finish in the top 100 players at evens if anyone wants to bet on it (offer valid until start of play)

*** off

god forbid you say a swear word

this 80's russia?

final table one time

I bet you thought they had no chance at the bracelet bet either