In a four-way flop, the flop was checked to Erica Schoenberg who bet 2,000. Cedric Muller raised to 5,500. The other limpers folded and Schoenberg reraised all-in to cover Muller's remaining 20,000.
The Frenchman folded putting Schoenberg up to about 40,000.
We caught up with Charlotte Roche checking an flop from the small blind. Sebastian Bidinger bet 5,225 from the cutoff, and Roche now tried to min-raise except she announced 10,400. She was corrected to 10,450, and paid up the difference. Back to Bidinger who now three-bet to 25,225. Roche called.
The turn was the and Roche announced all in to cover, pushing all her chips across the line. "Do I have to stand up like on television?" she asked the dealer sweetly. "No, you don't have to," he told her, and his attention turned to Bidinger.
Bidinger sat there sweating for a while, and eventually, rather reluctantly, called all in for 31,000.
Bidinger:
Roche:
"Wow wow wow you are so sick!" Bidinger exploded, both relieved and astounded.
River:
They shook hands and Roche didn't look particularly bothered about the huge loss. With that, Bidinger doubled to around 120,000. Roche was left with 23,000.
In a hand that took place just seconds before break time, Matt Szymasaek made it 800 to go. A player in the cutoff made it 2,100 before Dario Minieri bumped it up to 5,450. Szymasaek made it 21,000 to go.
While the player in the cutoff got out of the way, Minieri went into the tank -- for a long time, and we mean a long time. The whole length of the break in fact -- 15 whole minutes. Soon after the players returned from the break, Minieri mucked his cards.
We can't confirm confirm it yet, but a number of runners for today has suddenly popped up on the board, and that number is 497. So up from yesterday, down from last year, but all-round impressive given that there's a recession and a volcanic ash cloud and whatnot. Well played, EPT Grand Final.