Things can change a lot over the course of two hands. For instance, Heinz Kamutzki went from contending for AUD$1.6 million to sitting on the rail.
In the first hand, Ying Kit Chan got his stack of 258,000 all in preflop holding the and was racing against the of Kamutzki. The flop kept Kamutzki in the lead, but he had a sweat as the turn gave Chan a flush draw to go with his gutshot straight draw and overs. Much to Kamutzki's dismay, the river gave Chan the straight and crippled Kamutzki.
Not long after, Kamutzki moved all in for 46,000 under the gun and received a call from Jie Gao in the small blind.
Kamutzki:
Gao:
The flop gave Gao a hammerlock on the hand, and the turn would leave Kamutzki drawing dead. The was run out on the river for good measure, and then Kamutzki made his way to the payout desk in 29th place.
John Juanda just doubled up through Jonathan Duhamel. The final board read when all of the money went in, and it was Juanda's for two pair beating Duhamel's for a weaker two pair. Juanda moved to half a million in chips, while Duhamel was clipped back to 585,000 or so.
Jeff Rossiter opened for 24,000 from the cutoff and received calls from Jason Mercier on the button and John Juanda in the small blind. The three players took a flop of , Juanda checked, and Rossiter bet 48,000. Mercier called, Juanda folded, and it was heads-up to the turn.
Rossiter checked, Mercier bet 93,000, an Rossiter sprung to life with a check-raise to 252,000. Mercier released his hand.
Ami Barer checked to Jason Mercier on a board of , and Mercier fired out a pot-sized bet of 68,000. The Canadian studied the Team PokerStars Pro for a minute or so, then made the call.
A repeat three completed the board - the - and Barer quickly knuckled. Mercier pulled out a handful of chips from his stack, assembling 77,000, then added a tower of yellow T5,000 chips. He pushed forward 177,000 in total, sending Barer deep into the tank.
After two minutes or so, the Canadian simply smiled to himself. Mercier was in a daze, staring at one spot in space while remaining quite still, and finally, after what seemed like five minutes or so, Barer folded.
Mercier jokingly exhaled.
"About two minutes ago a bead of sweat trickled down here," he said, pointing to his armpit. "I was sure you were going to call."
"Show the two of clubs," Barer requested, and the rest of the players at the table wanted to see at least one card.
Mercier refused, sliding his hand into the muck facedown and raking in the pot.