Play is still hand for hand as we await the bubble to burst. During this period, the media have been ejected from the playing area, making it increasingly difficult to keep up with the action. With it being a Friday night, the cardroom is akin to cans of sardines in an elevator, with the forever thickening rail making even the tables on the side hard to get to.
However, using my upper body strength that has made me such a hit with the ladies (oh come on, let me dream!), I did manage to barge my way to the front to witness one hand.
Making a standard raise from the button, Arnaud Mattern was called by fellow countryman and recent Partouche Tour victor Alain Roy in the big blind. On the flop, Roy led out for 15,000, leaving himself around 40,000 behind. But Mattern wasn't having any of, the Prague EPT winner looking his man up and down before announcing all in.
Hafiz Khan has snapped up that unwanted bubble spot in dramatic style, the cheers from the rail alluding the press to the hand. All in with A-Q versus pocket jacks, Khan thought he'd survived when an ace hit the turn, but a third jack on the river showcased how teasing those dreaded poker gods can be. Down to 56... "Show me the money!"
As Hafiz Khan departed, possibly to vomit in the nearest toilet, it suddenly emerged that a hand was still being played out on the far table. With Arnaud Mattern raising it up to 8,500, David Benyamine made the call and the two players saw a flop. Mattern bet 17,500 and Benyamine called, leading to a seemingly innocent turn. "All in," declared Mattern. "Call," responded Benyamine.
Mattern =
Benyamine =
"Sick," said Mattern as the river came a harmless . Meanwhile, Benyamine doubles up to around the 200,000 mark on the final hand and goes into the 45-minute dinner break with a twinkle in his eye and a spring in his step.
You will find a similar scene on Friday night at any casino around the world, with plenty of gamblers and binge drinkers celebrating the end to a hellacious work week. The Victoria casino is no different. The tournament area is crowded with spectators and cash game players waiting for their games to be called. Many local players have gathered on the rail while they wait for their names to be called. There is little space to navigate throughout the room. If I had 50 pence for every punter swigging a pint glass on the rail... I'd be a very wealthy man.
After scraping his way into the money, Joe Grech became one of the early post-bubble casualties when he clashed with Carter Gill. Grech actually got it in ahead in the end, his looking good for a double-up against Gill's rather paltry . But the poker gods had other ideas, and duly dealt out a board to send Grech home. "Sorry, dude," offered Gill as Grech departed.
With neighbors Gunnar Rabe and Philippe D'Auteuil boasting monster stacks, it was only a matter of time until these two titans of the table locked horns. With the board reading , Rabe checked, D'Auteuil led for 24,000 and Rabe called. The river triggered another check by Rabe and a ginormous bet of circa 200,000 from D'Auteuil, effectively putting his opponent all in. Without too much hesitation, Rabe released the hand, allowing D'Auteuil to extend his lead even further