A fair few chips had made their way into the middle by the river of the board, when Ruben Visser put in a chunky bet. Andy Black called, and his for bottom straight was good enough to beat Visser's . There followed some good-natured chuckling.
Jose Passos just joined his table a few minutes ago, and we'd be willing to bet he wishes he'd overslept just a few minutes longer. In early position, Passos limped into the pot, and Andrea Sapere called from the small blind. In the big, Shaun Deeb made a raise to 3,800, and only Passos called this time.
Heads up now, the flop brought . Deeb kept the heat on with a continuation bet of 5,800, and Passos called after a moment. The turn was the , and Deeb wasn't slowing down now. When he bet 9,600, Passos moved all in for about 34,000 total, and Deeb instantly called with the covering stack.
Deeb tabled , and it was clear that he was ahead by the way Passos sighed and slumped in his chair. He sheepishly tabled , drawing slim for his survival. The came on the river, and it was no use to Passos; he's been eliminated.
Deeb, on the other hand, has nearly doubled up since the start of play. He's up close to 110,000 now.
We caught up with the action on the flop, three players in the hand. It checked around to Daniel Drescher, who bet 4,800. Back to Ricardo Sousa in the big blind position, who flat called. Back now to Olaf de Zeeuw - and he check-raised to 16,400. After a long pause, Drescher flatted, and the action continued around back to Sousa.
"And I have J-2," Sousa thought out loud. At which point the floor was promptly called.
"He can talk," ruled Thomas Kremser. "But what if he fold and he has not J-2?" asked a clearly very unhappy de Zeeuw. "It is part of the game," continued the mighty Kremser, "Although I am in two minds."
Eventually it was ruled that if it transpired that Sousa was indeed holding he would be issued a penalty, but only if it went to showdown naturally - there would be no sneaky checking of his cards if he folded.
He folded.
Controversy over, the two remaining players saw a turn, and de Zeeuw disappeared into what must be his favourite place - the tank - for an amazingly long time, before betting out 19,100. Drescher folded, and a rather smug de Zeeuw slammed down on the table.
In early position, Luc Greenwood open-raised to 2,500, and action passed halfway around the table. Team PokerStars Pro Jason Mercier was in the cutoff seat, and he three-bet it up to 6,200. Greenwood would spend a few minutes in the think tank before moving all in for 35,100, and Mercier quickly called.
Showdown
Greenwood:
Mercier:
Greenwood was a bit miffed at the hand he'd run into, but the news would improve for him. The dealer ran out a flop of , vaulting the young Canadian into the lead and putting Mercier in danger of a crippling blow. The turn was a sweat as it gave the Pro a flush draw, and that draw would come through nicely as the hit the river. Mercier's nut flush is plenty good enough to knockout the disappointed Greenwood.
"Good game, bro," said Mercier, his head bobbing up and down from the vigorous massage he's in the midst of. "Cooler... I shove there too." With a genuine smile dismissing Greenwood, Mercier stacked up his new chips to move over 90,000.
Just before the break, misfortune struck Richard Grace as he smacked his into kings, reducing him to 12,000 or so. Furthermore, he apparently does not even deserve a proper ID card for his trouble - while everyone gets a nice printed, laminated card with their number on it, Grace is for some reason only permitted a scrap of paper with his ID scrawled on it in marker pen.
Some slight reversal of fortune followed a few minutes after that nasty cooler, though, when he shoved to a 2,600 raise from big stack Dominykas Karmazinas. Karmazinas decided he was priced in, and it was an easy double up to 27,000 or so for Grace.
A preflop raising war between Antonio Matias and Santiago Terrazas stalled when Terrazas moved all in to the 25,000 bet in front of Matias, and then broke down completely when Matias folded pocket queens face up. Terrazas banged the table and walked off for a moment, clearly overcome by emotion, but it was very difficult to tell whether he was happy that Matias folded, or sad. He declined to show his hand.