jordan siegel

Super sad to have busted.. normally would just lose interest completely (despite 💩 @shaundeeb and @fbt still in) but @Ali_Nejad and @NickSchulman are just leaps and bounds best of all time and still make it must watch.

@NYIslanders @rocki31 made this gem.. @stefen_rosner

Alright #IslesNation, we have over 36,000 submissions for the 2027-28 Third Jersey Design Contest. Drop your best design 👀⬇️

@Kevmath @WSOP any announcement on what main event bubble boy will receive? (Asking for a friend of course).

@phil_hellmuth @shaundeeb @WSOP Rules are probably about as fair now as they have ever been. No system is perfect when u have events from 300 dollars to 250k and he plays em all. Only major absurdity is poy points for non vegas events! THIS is what makes it a joke. And its a corporate greed issue.

@jordan75432 @shaundeeb @WSOP Shaun won fair and square every time. I admit that. He is a great player to boot!! He plays within the rules. I’m talking about the rules…

What are we doing? Some of the guys that fire $1M (or $2M) trying to win @WSOP Player of the Year have gone public saying the system is fair Obs the system is NOT fair. If you lose money at WSOP, you should not win POY. It’s a simple fix… #POSITIVITY

@phil_hellmuth @shaundeeb @WSOP I believe u and know u do. Not the point. Its just the same story every year (not even directing it at you) rules change Shaun still wins it or close and somehow it's time to criticize and make another change. Fwiw poy should always be only what u do in vegas in summer!

@jordan75432 @shaundeeb @WSOP I love Shaun. He loves me. I thought everyone knew that. This is about POY

@shaundeeb @phil_hellmuth @WSOP Not sure why any of this is even directed at Shaun. He may not be your cup of tea but he has nothing to do with the rules (unlike some other big name pros). And every year they change them on him. He just makes a new plan and shows up and competes.

@phil_hellmuth @WSOP So if you don’t cash the 25k+ and crush the sub 10ks it’s somehow less you are of a deserving poy says the guy who last year bracelets were all that mattered $ won didn’t matter it’s so funny how you move the goal posts just to shit on me each year

@alexduvallin Who doesnt have espn plus? Stop it!

The WSOP really did rug pull us. BACK ON ESPN IN 2026. But wait.. you must pay for ESPN+ 🤨

@AllenKessler @Tim__Duckworth @WSOP Its the total w ring events .. messes up all the "wsop" stats and rankings.

@Tim__Duckworth @WSOP Obviously online doesn't count c'mon man

You should really do some fact checking. No one is even close to 300 @WSOP cashes. C'mon man...

The celebrations continue! Happy birthday to one of our new Mammoth players! 🥳

This story has laid largely dormant in my mind for 25 years. Never gone, but very hard to think about the horror of that morning and I’d rather not. This is my morning of September 11, 2001. At this point in my life, I am a pitching coach for The Brooklyn Cyclones, the Mets’ minor league baseball team. I have a sponsor’s softball game at our ballpark at 10 AM. My house in Jersey is about an hour drive away. I’m at my kitchen table having coffee, getting ready to head in at around nine. I put on the news. The traffic report mentions it’s a little heavy so I decide I’ll leave early. Just as I’m heading out the door the news breaks that a small plane appears to have hit one of the Twin Towers. I stopped to listen. The news reporter looks concerned and confused, but not panicked. It’s an unfolding moment and she’s keeping her cool. The look of disbelief was unstable; no answers, just confusion. She was trying her best, in her own way, to not create a mass panic. Whoever she was, she deserves a ton of credit, along with the other reporters who did the same thing. I head to my car and put on 1010 WINS. I decide to head up Route 36. There is a bridge that crosses the Shrewsbury River that allows a direct view to the city. When I get there, I’m in disbelief. There is smoke coming from the top of one of the towers, yet still no panic on the radio, just reporting of what is currently known. I call my daughter, who works in the city. I asked her where she is. She tells me she’s coming up the escalator from the bottom floors of the World Trade Center, exiting the subway. We stay on the phone. I hear the strain in her voice. Whatever has happened is not good and she is witnessing it firsthand. The radio does not betray the gravity of what happened. They are in disbelief along with all of us. I step on the gas, and race up 36. By now I figure I’ll turn left, head into the city, pick up my daughter, and then drive on to the ballpark in Coney Island. We get cut off on the phone. The confusion on the radio continues and escalates. She calls me back a few minutes later. “Dad, I just came up the escalator and there are people jumping out of the windows, there’s people jumping out of the windows.” I ask her how high they are jumping from, trying to get a feel for what is happening. I am not ready for what she’s about to say. “80 floors.” A second plane hits the other tower. This is a nightmare, and I begin to feel panic coming up within me. I take the Staten Island exit off of the parkway and approach the Outerbridge. I see cars stopped. Then the news comes over the radio. All bridges and tunnels are closed to the city. At the last possible moment, I turned off to the right and circled back down, heading back to my house. I’m doing over 100 miles an hour. I highly doubt a cop is going to stop me. I’m thinking, “What now?” I call my friend Lenny and say “I need your boat!” He asked me,“Where are you going?” I said, “To the city to get my daughter.” He’s well aware of what’s going on, and says, “I’m going with you.” I said, “No you’re not. I don’t know what I’m getting into. I don’t know what’s gonna happen. I don’t even know if I can get there but I have to try. I appreciate your offer, but I got it.” We plan to meet at his boat within 20 minutes. I pause going over the bridge on 36, take a look back, and it is beyond horrific. There’s people in those buildings and I hope one is not my daughter. I call my daughter back, thank God I get a hold of her, and let her know the plans. I tell her to stay at her office. “Stay there until I get there. Stay put!” I swing by my house real quick. I have an idea I’m probably gonna need my father's flag. He was an army veteran who spent time in Iwo Jima. I plan on hanging it off the side of the little boat. Hopefully that will let the authorities know I’m on the home team. I run in the house and remove it from the triangle box in which I keep it and head down to the marina. My friend’s there and insists on going. We jump in and off we go. Within minutes, a little comic relief. We need gas. Thankfully, there’s a fueling marina at Bahr’s Landing. We pull in. The young man working the pump was curious about where we are going. We fill up, he says good luck, and on our way. The radio is on. The news is still confusing but becoming clearer. Both towers have been hit. Both towers are on fire. We look at it. We see it in front of us, knowing we’re heading in. I call my daughter. I tell her I should be there within a half hour, if we lose contact, I tell her to make her way down to the ferries evacuating people off the island. “Get to the top deck and look out to the open water. I’ll be in a small boat with grandpa‘s flag hanging off the side. Get to the top deck and wave and wave. If I see you, I’ll turn around and follow the boat back. If not, I’ll keep going.” We’re a few miles out from the Verrazano Bridge. At this point, I think it’s going to be a dead end. I can’t imagine there won’t be police and Coast Guard closing off from that point. Suddenly, a small biplane with wings painted red and white appears. It is flying towards us but very erratically. I have no idea what that was about. I have my daughter back on the phone. She finally arrived at her office on Wall Street. I tell her our ETA and then she feels something. The building shakes. “Dad, what was that?” I hear on the radio, which has made this whole scenario surreal. The radio has one report, my daughter has the live report, and we’re in the middle, trying to make sense of the whole thing…it’s impossible. You cannot make sense of this moment. I hear on the radio that the building collapsed, but I tell my daughter not to worry about it. It’s probably just all the trucks and everything rumbling around. I make up some nonsensical answer, and she was not in the mood to analyze anything. She was terrified. Still no Coast Guard or police boats. We keep going under the bridge. Smoke billowing in front of us. The smell is unimaginable. It just smells like burning everything. It’s an acidic, rancid smell. Heartbreaking. Because I know what it is. We’re beginning to approach Governors Island. I tell Lenny to stay to the right, we’ll go around and then go straight towards Pier 11. So far, everything is going according to plan, a plan that is being made up as I go. I’m looking at the smoke, the haze and everything and I’m in disbelief. My mind makes up that the tower is still there. “I can see the tower Lenny, can you see the tower?” “I can’t see it.” “It’s right there.” But it wasn’t there. It was gone. It was a pile of rubble. Confirmed by the papers, worksheets and everything flying through the air over our heads. Literally, pieces of paper. Pieces of paper that somebody sitting at their desk was working on an hour ago are now floating through the air, as well as the poor soul who was doing the work. We’re around Governors Island and then, the inevitable. A small Coast Guard boat, that looks like a red inflatable boat, makes a B-line right for us. Machine gun mounted on the bow. I stand up on our bow and I’m frantically waving my father's flag that I’ve tied to the side of the boat. They come racing up in a no nonsense mood, helmets, guns, everything pointing right at us. They come right up next to our boat. “Where are you going?” “I’m going to pick up my daughter.” They turn, have a short conversation, I don’t know what’s gonna happen, then they turn back to me and say “Go ahead.” I could’ve fallen over. I call my daughter again and thankfully get through and tell her head to the water. I’m coming up to Wall Street now. We head for the pier and pull up. lt’s kind of bouncy because of all the tugboats loading people on and getting them off the island. It was organized chaos but it was organized. I have so much respect for the men and women who handled that without panic. We pull up next to the pier. It’s about a 5- or 6-foot reach to the railing. I grab it. I’m holding on, ready to let go, throw my leg over the railing, and Lenny yells, “Don’t let go!” “Why? What’s the matter?” The engine died. This is great, I’m this close and I’m gonna fall in the water. I’m holding on with one hand on the boat and the other on the railing, being stretched like I’m in a torture device. Between the current and the bouncing, I don’t know how I stayed up. The longest 30 seconds of my life when he goes, “OK, OK. I got it.” I let go of the boat and climb over the side. I tell him to circle around right here. I’ll be back. I begin to run up Wall Street. Unbelievably the first police officer I see on shore is from my hometown. He is directing people to the massive tugboats and the ferry boats getting people off of the island. He sees me and asks what I’m doing there. I explained to him that I’m going to get my daughter. He says good luck, I’ll see you at home. Seconds later, strangely, an older lady comes up to me and says, “Excuse me, aren’t you Bobby O?” “Yes I am.” “Oh, I just love you. You are so fun to watch.” Then her son, who understood the gravity of the situation, says, “OK mom, come on, we gotta go.” I thanked her and her son and went on my way. Can’t make that stuff up. I continued making my way up Wall Street. Incredibly, there’s my daughter coming down. It’s like a miracle. It’s a miracle in front of my eyes. I grab and hug her. We head back down to the water. We get to the water’s edge where the railing is, she looks down. Lenny has pulled up by then and she looks down and I said “Look, you gotta jump. There’s no other way, you’ve gotta jump.” It’s probably at least a 5-foot jump down to the deck to a bouncing boat with a wet bow being pushed around by the current and choppy water. She looks at me one last time, looks at the boat, and jumps. She lands and rolls but she is fine. I look around one last time at the surreal scene of I don’t even know what to call it. I jump down, hug my daughter again, sitting in our seats. We turn and head back down home. No one deserves this to happen to them. This weekend, I am reminded of and send nothing but respect to the individuals, first responders, ferry and tug boat captains beside me, who organized amongst the chaos to help one another on a horrific day.

@audavidb @themouthmatusow Was gonna say exactly this like ten times this summer but too lazy.. ty

@themouthmatusow Most of the time it’s just something to do with your hand and use the sweatshirt so you don’t put your dirty hands on your face. I do it occasionally too. You are being ridiculous. Also this is way different than with Vogelsong does which I agree is unbearable

Never seen you do this! So I guess you’re a retard also! Congrats😘

@WSOP @Kevmath is the app broken? Can no longer follow players or see table they are at etc..

@bmuelz U min cashed 1k mystery and only lost 698? Sick brag bro.. must be nice!

Min-cashing at the WSOP is brutal. Goes to cage gives all info to the lady which is extremely nice. Payout $1318 for $1k mystery bounty. “Do you want to leave anything for the staff?” “No.” Mood completely changes to completely negative. I lost $698 and you want me to tip?

@KevTheoPoker This cant be real.. what event?

pokernews.com/tours/wsop/202… Table breaks for final 27, I immediately notice Im missing 2 100k chips from my 290k stack call it out before cards dealt. Full table agrees, dealer agrees, and player next to me previously agrees they have the 2 100k chips.

@mattkalish Correct, it's very simple. People have the right and ability to line shop and should use it. And if you do so, be prepared to get snap slashed by draftkings, and if you live in Massachusetts, u likely will be told this is a reason why. Say more, you asshat!

It’s very simple: If you live in a Sportsbook state and bet 100$ on Team USA to win the World Cup you win $3,500 dollars in a Sportsbook If you live in a non-Sportsbook state, you bet $100 on the same thing and win $1,700 dollars on Kalshi

@islanders_takes Then you have come to the wrong place my friend!

#isles I don't think the team is permanently fucked, or Darche's entire tenure as GM is lost and hopeless, becauase he made three moves this offseason I did not like. If this makes me some kind of dogmatic, delusional defender of all things NYI then it is what it is. My own position on the matter is that approaching sports and life from a neverending position of defeatism and negativity is fucking exhausting and miserable. It's just not for me.

@AllenKessler @WSOP Im not sure how you are surprised

I'm not sure how this got through on the @WSOP scheduling, but there are no mixed events for today and the next three days, yet $3K 9 game and $10K horse were scheduled on top of each other. Overall a great schedule though, and errors do slip through occasionally. Imagine if they had a $1500 TORSE one of those four days!

@audavidb Its @angryjmonnett time! Hes due!

If you were to get a freeroll piece of 3 players in the PPC who would you choose?

@DonHarris4 Nope

During the regular season ABC's Mike Breen is the Knicks TV announcer. Can you tell?

@elielezra1 @SavagePoker @natetrades777 @WSOP @PokerNews If only the camera was needed to correct a mistake on the time for like 35 dollars or less owed to the house it would be quite conclusive!

@SavagePoker @natetrades777 @WSOP @PokerNews I call the floor the very next hand ,, we put the total on side until he will come and check the video. It took him 20 minutes to say it was inconclusive!! Only an hour later I saw the Poker News pictures

A mistake was made in this @wsop hand. @pokernews reported correctly and the cameras also show exactly what happened. Let's hope this gets fixed properly tomorrow. My half was 36k