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Ian Frazer raised from the button, and Howard Lederer called out of the small blind.
They both checked the flop, and moved on to the turn, which was the . Lederer now bet out 12,000, but perhaps it was the way he checked back down at his hole cards while he was waiting for Frazer to act -- either way, Frazer called, and they saw a river.
The river was the and both players checked. "I've got three twos," ventured Frazer, showing . Lederer could only boast , and Frazer took the pot.
As seems to be the trend in the Hold'em rounds, it was a simple affair, and one which was over within seconds. With Harri Suni raising it up to 5,500 from mid position, Chris Bjorin potted to 19,500 just one seat along. Suni quickly moved all in for the few chips he had left.
Bjorin =
Suni =
Board =
... and the flamboyant Finn is coin flipped out of the event in 15th place.
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Brian Johnson was just sent to the rail in 16th place by Men 'The Master' Nguyen in dramatic fashion.
The money found the middle before the flop, Nguyen's with and Johnson's with .
Johnson managed to pair his queen to take the lead after the flop came . He held it through the turn as well after the fell on 4th Street, but the spiked on the river giving Nguyen a full house, subsequently sending Johnson to the rail.
"Yeah! Suck and re-suck," rejoiced Nguyen afterwards.
"I'm sorry, man... I had the best hand," said Nguyen, as he shook hands with Johnson on his way out.
"Men, you really suck," joked Harri Suni afterwards.
Omaha seems to lure out the limpers, as has been the case today. For Tristan Clémençon, it had dyer consequences. Having limped from the hijack, he called a raise to 5,900 from Robin Keston in the small blind, and the two players saw a flop.
Without too much delay, Keston continuation bet 14,400, only for his French foe to make a deep reach and slide in four stacks totalling around the 60,000 mark. With just 15,000 behind, it was paramount to moving all in.
Clearly tortured by the situation, Keston leant back in his seat, stretched his arms and released a groan that can only accompany someone who has a tricky decision ahead. As the rest of the table waited patiently - some blowing out their cheeks from boredom - Keston continued to dwell, mumbling incessantly to himself, playing with his chips, and occasionally glancing up at the clock. Finally he said...
"Anyone got a coin? I should have taken the change back from the waitress."
Coinless, Keston made the decision to call, and the dealer pulled in his chips. "I've just called though. I might be able to get you off it on the turn."
On the turn, Keston immediately moved all in for his remaining 10,000, and Clémençon made the inevitable call.
Clémençon =
Keston =
With the river coming a safe , Keston double-checked the board before punching the air in delight. Clémençon, meanwhile, looked devastated that his plan had come up short, and seemed to be hesitant to allow the pot to escape him. "Eights beat aces in your country?" remarked Keston amid the hesitation. "Home advantage."
Abecassis was not pleased by this comment, and rose from his seat to express his views: "There's no need for that, why do you say that, 'your country'?
Either way, the bottom line is thus: Once chip leader Clémençon is crippled, whilst Keston is flying with 140,000.
Men Nguyen raised it up to 5,500 and Erik Cajelais called behind. Over to Ian Frazer on the big blind -- who made it 23,000 to go. Two folds, and the pot was his.
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The lights are so bright on the tournament floor its caused several players to complain.
Most recently, Howard Lederer called the floor over to the feature table where he, Chris Bjorin and Men 'The Master' Nguyen briefly discussed the situation.
"Who's playing with them? (the lights)" asked Lederer.
The tournament director pointed to a little spot upstairs where a gentleman stood behind a control panel, waving down at them.
Nguyen had complained a couple of hours earlier, arguing that he'd have to put sunglasses on, but didn't want to in fear that people wouldn't recognize him.
"Don't worry, Men.... believe me, people know who you are," Jack Effel said.
Once the ambiance reached a level the players were happy with, the light guy was politely asked to cut it out.
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We missed the hand, alas, but Vitaly Lunkin got his last few chips in shortly after doubling up Howard Lederer, and whatever he had, it couldn't beat Dino Brivati who was spotted raking in a pot as Lunkin stood and put on his coat.
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flop, and moved on to the turn, which was the 
. Lederer now bet out 12,000, but perhaps it was the way he checked back down at his hole cards while he was waiting for Frazer to act -- either way, Frazer called, and they saw a river.
and both players checked. "I've got three twos," ventured Frazer, showing 
. Lederer could only boast 
, and Frazer took the pot.
flop and Lederer spent a moment eyeing up Suni's stack, before betting out 12,000. Both players folded, and the pot was his.
and Johnson's with 
fell on 4th Street, but the 
spiked on the river giving Nguyen a full house, subsequently sending Johnson to the rail.
flop.
, Keston double-checked the board before punching the air in delight. Clémençon, meanwhile, looked devastated that his plan had come up short, and seemed to be hesitant to allow the pot to escape him. "Eights beat aces in your country?" remarked Keston amid the hesitation. "Home advantage."
for a bigger flush draw and a pair of aces
