The Walk of Shame

In everyone's life, there are walks of shame. Whether you are the 10 year old that just struck out to end the game walking back to the dugout, or the college co-ed walking through the hotel lobby after a wild night, everyone has one or two of these in their lifetime.
Yesterday, John Sigan had a walk of shame. John was the 'bubble boy' of the 2007 WSOP Main Event - that is he was the highest finishing player not to make the prize money. In years past, bubble boys might get a consoling handshake, or might have even been able to slip out the side door, relatively unnoticed. In the current world of poker, the poor bubble boy has to be shuttled through a crowd of media and players, all of whom are whooping it up at their $20,000 score. I did not see one person offer any type of consolation to Sigan, who dutifully followed Floorperson Charlie Cresi to the podium, somberly waiting on his ticket into a freeroll the next day. The freeroll would offer the winner a seat in the 2008 WSOP. As the ESPN cameras crowded around him, Sigan looked like a man who had played three days of poker, and was not necessarily enjoying his 15 minutes of fame.
If it were me, I would have probably slipped out the side door, and passed on all the hubbub. Who needs that walk of shame?