2009 WPT Merit Cyprus Classic
WPT Merit Cyprus Classic Championship
Day: 2
Call the Floor!
Quoc Diep, seated to Hagen's immediate left, made the call with and turned his cards face up on the table, but for whatever reason, the dealer burnt his cards face down in the muck.
Mildly irate, Diep demanded that the dealer call the floor to sort things out. The ruling was quite simple: since the cards were already exposed, the floorman instructed the dealer to dig into the muck and retrieve Diep's erroneously killed hand.
Once the right cards were found, the dealer spread a flop that gave Hagen a pair and the lead in the hand.
"She dropped the deck!" argued Diep, visibly frustrated over what had just transpired. His cries fell on deaf ears, however, as the dealer continued to fill out the board... , .
Hagen took down the pot, worth right around 20,000, and Diep fell to ~71,000 in chips.
A Disappearing Act
That raise was enough to cover Esfandiari, and he would go deep into the tank for several minutes. Eventually, he let out a quiet, "Nice hand," and made the call for his tournament life.
Esfandiari tabled for the wired pair of jacks, Vince. As he seemed to suspect already though, the of Cassidy had out-flopped his pocket pair, leaving him dead to two outs (or runner-runner) for his survival. The turn was a blank , as was the river ; no help to The Magician. With that, Esfandiari wished his table luck and headed off toward the exit.
Lacay Back to Starting Stack
Tales from the Rail
"It's one thing when I can't check my mail," Hansen said. "But the Internet porn..."
Watkins Takes a Tumble
Heads up, the turn card brought the and a check from Watkins. His opponent shrugged and moved all in for 25,500, and Watkins instantly called with the covering stack.
He flipped over , and the of his opponent was in awful bad shape to survive. Much to the chagrin of Watkins though, the spiked the river like a dagger, sending the pot across the felt and dropping the young online stud down under 12,000.
Wong's Big Fold
The flop was jack-high and ragged, . Mamoun quickly bet enough to put Wong all in, sending Wong deep into the tank. He seemed positively agonized by his decision.
After five minutes without action, Felix Osterland finally said, "I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to call a clock." A floor was summoned to the table. With fifteen seconds left on the floor's countdown, Wong finally folded. Mamoun rewarded him by showing .
Antonius Finds His Double
Showdown
Little:
Antonius:
The turn was a miss with the , but the river paid off Antonius with the , making his spade flush and doubling him back to about 35,000.
Flack and Matusow Feeling Good
"Mike, Mike, look at this," Flack called out as Nenad Medic arrived and took the seat to Flack's left.
"Oh my god," replied Matusow. "Does he have chips?"
"He does."
"How do you run like that?" Matusow called out. "I mean, I've got Roy Winston calling me with two deuces on a king-queen-five board in an unraised pot. That's pretty good."
Flack had already turned his attention to his table, hoping to get some ribbing in at Medic's expense. "Don't worry," Flack told the table. "Nenad does everything he can to dump his stack off to me in a tournament."
Push-up Props
When asked how many push-ups he's had to do thus far, Flack responded, "Well, I did 70 this morning when I woke up."
At the time this photo was taken, Flack was down two sets to one.