Liv and Let Die

Wow, when they called last five hands, no one could have been aware of the volcanic eruption that was bubbling underneath the surface of Table 1, Liv Boeree jumping aboard a roller coaster of emotions as she doubled up an opponent, trebled through, and then got knocked out in the space of just three hands. Brace yourselves, this is going to be an epic to challenge Lord of the Rings...

Emotion #1 - Severe Disgruntlement

I joined the action with a stoic Boeree frozen before a bet of 15,000 and a {2-Spades}

flop, the rest of the table gradually becoming restless as Vladislav Bakalov continued to dwell. Eventually, John Duthie called the clock, and a minute warning was given.

Just as I was about to join in with the countdown, the word "Ten" was enough to trigger Bakalov to announce "All in," a nonchalant wave of the hand signaling the move.

The previously statuesque Boeree broke from her poker face, lifted her shades and asked with a sigh, "How much?" 23,300 was the answer.

"I said I'm not coming back with a small stack," declared Boeree as she made the call, turning over {A-Clubs}

. The news wasn't good though, as her foe revealed {J-Clubs}

, an overpair which proceeded to hold up on the {3-Spades}

turn and

river.

Emotion #2 - Bittersweet Sense of Victory

On the very next hand, Boeree pushed her remaining 10,000 across the line with {8-Diamonds}

, but found herself in a spot of bother against Franciscus Dekkers' {K-Clubs}

and the

of Stefan Duxner.

A {3-Diamonds}

board later and Duxner had been eliminated, but Boeree had trebled through. "Grr!" she growled. "I wanted to go out, I'm meant to be flying tomorrow morning."

Emotion #3 - Devastation

Again, Liv Boeree was all in, this time with a hand stronger than anyone would have imagined -- {A-?}