In October of 2012, I somehow navigated through a field of a few hundred players at the PARX Poker Room to reach the final table of their Saturday tournament. There are only two hands that I distinctly remember playing, and I lost them both. This is typical considering I probably ran extremely well in order to reach the final table. It's so easy for us to key in on the hands where we should have won, even during profitable sessions.
One hand was simple. We had just formed a final table of 10, and the effective stack at the table was no bigger than 30 big blinds.