[user46392]
No more vamos for this Italian
Marc Naalden raised from the cutoff, and Salvatore Cundari reraised all in from the big blind -- but his timing was off, as Naalden called and it couldn't have been worse for him.
Cundari:
Naalden:
Board:
No miracle king for Cundari, and he busts in fifth place, taking a rather nice wad of Euros home to Italy for his trouble.
[user4144]
One consolation prize for Mark Vos is that if he'd won today, he would have taken a total of four trophies from the PokerNews Cup Alpine, and may have been forced to purchase a second seat on the plane journey home.
"I gave the High Rollers trophy away," he later claimed. "I just couldn't bear having a trophy for a tournament where I made a loss."
[user4144]
Runnar Lindepuu raised to 30,000 preflop and Marc Naalden called from the button. On the flop, Naalden bet 100,000, which was enough to take the pot.
[user46392]
In happier, chippier days
Sighing, Mark Vos tossed in a 30,000 raise from the button. Runnar Lindepuu in the small blind eyed up Vos' remaining stack of around 150,000, and then raised. Back around to Vos who pushed, Lindepuu called, and they were on their backs.
Vos:
Lindepuu:
Board:
Thus we lose the prolifically-cashing Mr. Vos in time for him to go back to the buffet for seconds if he likes, and play continues five-handed.
[user4144]
the glory days
During the break, the chips were colored up, and due to his inability to keep them stable and on the table, Mark Vos requested, I believe, that all his chips be colored up as much as possible, thus saying goodbye to his once gargantuan masterpiece and hello to two twin, but rather meek-in-comparison towers.
However, it would appear as though what hair is to Samson, chips are to Vos, as since the break, he has been on a downward spiral, a once gale force wind dominating the table now little more than a light breeze.
Due to a few missteps and the odd slice of bad luck, Vos has tumbled down to the 200,000 mark after starting the day as chip leader.
[user46392]
Feel the power
Runnar Lindepuu raised to 30,000 under the gun, and Marc Naalden to his immediate left was the sole caller.
Flop:
Lindepuu focused a death stare at Naalden, and checked. Naalden checked too, and they proceeded to the turn.
Turn:
Lindepuu bet out 30,000, and Naalden thought about it briefly before calling.
River:
Lindepuu turned the death stare back up, and checked. Naalden checked behind, and then I think swore in Dutch and mucked when Lindepuu turned over to take the pot.
[user46392]
Newly chipped-up Salvatore Cundari raised to 26,000 under the gun and received absolutely no respect, getting called by Marc Naalden on the button and both Fedor Los and Simon Borg in the blinds.
All four players checked the flop, and the blinds checked the on the turn. Cundari bet 30,000 -- but Naalden silently raised to 75,000. Los and Borg folded quickly, and after checking his hole cards one last time in case they had magically transformed into different, better cards, so did Cundari.
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flop, Naalden bet 100,000, which was enough to take the pot.
to take the pot.
on the turn. Cundari bet 30,000 -- but Naalden silently raised to 75,000. Los and Borg folded quickly, and after checking his hole cards one last time in case they had magically transformed into different, better cards, so did Cundari.
