Phoenix Tournament Day 2 -

  Not enough sleep last night has finally got to me.  Came home from today's play, sat down on the couch and three hours later I am awake again!  Ha!  Another decent day at the tiles, surprisingly.


Total Tournament Record:  10-6 +570  (5th place - 12th seed)

Today 5-3 +409



BINGOS TODAY:   14 (1.75 BPG) - Slightly above  average....
RIGIDEST (81) HAULOUT (78) REGLETS (84) TRUCING (70) OSTEOID (70) DAIKONS (75) ENTREES (68) AIRHEAD (73) ATRESIC (77) TELLERS (68) NAILERS (74) VETERANS (65) RANGIEST (72) HANTLES (74)

BINGOS AGAINST:  13 (1.62 BPA) - Above average - but I was playing smart people!
STENCIL (78) LEVODOPA (95) BAUDEKIN (73) PIEFORTS (71) IMPORTS (76) FEDEXING (76) LOCATOR (64) LINEATE (75) TOLIDINE (60) FAINTEST (63) CANOPIED (65) DEARIES (78) DISTAIN (75)

OTHER GROOVY PLAYS FOR:  GOLFS (42) XED (33) PUGGLE (32) BHAJI (34) WINE (40) JIMPY (38) REX (41)

GROOVY PLAYS AGAINST:  ODS (40) HAFIZ (40) AXLE (45) YOND (42) TRANQ (48) QUA (41)

WORD WARS:  4-0  I successfully challenged BROKED and CAVIEST (anagram ACTIVES was missed and was my opponent's winning out play).  I was challenged unsuccessfully on walk-off bingos HANTLES and RIGIDEST (anagram RIDGIEST).    I played zero phonies and let no phonies get by!  Yowza!

WONDERMINTS:  Chickened out on playing POSY for 36 wasn't sure if it was good.  Could not figure out the spelling for the word 11th  (was block from playing ELEVNTH, luckily.  Couldn't find the bingo in AENORTU (I never see it on my study cards either). 

Overall, a solid performance against a good field.
Record against players rated higher than me:  7-3
Record against players rated lower than me:  3-3 


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