Yes, as you might have guessed, we're back, the players belts a little looser than before after a sumptuous buffet here at the Alpine Palace. Salvatore Cundari's double through wasn't the first slice of action, however. After Vos had snapped up the opening hand (he has a habit of doing this), there was a tense exchange between Marc Naalden and Simon Borg which went as follows:
With Naalden making it 30,000 to go from the hijack, Borg made the call from the button. On the flop, Naalden continue bet for 35,000 and, after a brief pause, was called by Borg who slid in the necessary chips.
The next card down was the . Naalden sniffed and cleared his throat before meekly announcing all-in. Borg didn't look happy, and soon let go of his hand.
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.
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.
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.
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.