We think these are the top five stacks at the end of day 2 with Antoine Amourette just pipping Iulian Iacob at the very top of the pile. A full count will be coming later from the lovely people at the Aviation Club de France, and will be available under the Chip Counts tab.
127 players (re)took to the felt today and just 48 will make it into a third day's play, and sneak closer to the point where actual money gets paid when they bust... 27 players will cash tomorrow, the minimum payout being €11,740 and the top prize a massive €633,902! A true slow-structured test of endurance and skill, the WPT Grand Prix de Paris has seen some of Europe's top players battle to grow their stacks, but anyone still sitting with chips in front of them has a shot when the cards are shuffled up and dealt again tomorrow.
We will be restarting at 3pm tomorrow, so we'll see you then as this exciting tournament continues!
It looks like the clock has been stopped with 19 minutes and 45 seconds remaining on it and players are quickly starting to trickle out. The requisite number of players must have been reached today and it just remains to see who's come out on top at the final whistle...
A very large pot just bumped Andrew Teng's stack even higher - over the 300k mark and in real contention for a very deep run in this WPT event - an accurate count not ready yet as he was still stacking the remains of Guiseppe Zarbo's tournament life a moment ago.
A couple of players were getting out of their seats and darting little peeks at the pot which on the flop had started with a 15k bet out by Zarbo, raised by Teng to 33k. Back to Zarbo, who laid out pretty much his whole pink 5k reserves - 80k in total in just a matter of seconds.
Teng ascertained that Zarbo had 40k behind, then slowly brought forward stacks of 20k with some pinks on top, then took off the pink ones, then put them back on with a garnish of some 500s. He apologised for taking time and people were more or less content to wait it out. Once the pyramid shaped chip hill headed as far as just in front of the line, Teng's eyes lifted heavenwards, but they stopped there. Time was called, and half a minute counted down.
He did announce all-in eventually, called immediately by Zarbo (who just took a moment to put on his flashing-rimmed glasses) who flipped . Teng held which was looking grim as the turn bricked but the river was the ! Ship the quarter million pot to Teng, while Zarbo looked like he'd swallowed a wasp and said something punchy-sounding in Italian.
Mikhail Smirnov raised preflop to 4,500 with Nicolas Dervaux and Arnaud Mattern making the call in middle position and on the button respectively.
The flop came and Smirnov bet out 15,000, Dervaux moved all-in for 24,600 and then Mattern reshoved for 143,000. Smirnov tanked for a good five minutes, getting the clock called on him, finally he made the call to mean the pot was over 300,000 in size.
Dervaux:
Smirnov:
Mattern:
THe turn was the and the river the , the usually stoic and unresponsive Mattern allowed himself a fist pump for once as he raked what is probably the biggest pot in the tournament so far. Mattern up to about 360,000 as a result but Smirnov drops to about 140,000
Antony Lellouche opened to 3,400 from the button and Andrew Feldman moved all-in from the big blind. In what can only be described as a "fist-pump-chip-slam" Lellouche made the call, turning over to Feldman's .
As the board came down Feldman moved over to shake Lellouche's hand and headed over to the rail.
Francois-Charles Scapula is the latest exit from the tournament after a bit of a chilly spot as his prompted his whole stack over the line on a board. Unfortunately for him he was up against and with no saving river he congratulated his table, shook their hands and made a dignified exit.
flop had started with a 15k bet out by Zarbo, raised by Teng to 33k. Back to Zarbo, who laid out pretty much his whole pink 5k reserves - 80k in total in just a matter of seconds.
. Teng held 
which was looking grim as the turn bricked but the river was the 
! Ship the quarter million pot to Teng, while Zarbo looked like he'd swallowed a wasp and said something punchy-sounding in Italian.
flop, but the board had connected rather better with Ilan Boujenah's 
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and Smirnov bet out 15,000, Dervaux moved all-in for 24,600 and then Mattern reshoved for 143,000. Smirnov tanked for a good five minutes, getting the clock called on him, finally he made the call to mean the pot was over 300,000 in size.
and the river the 
, the usually stoic and unresponsive Mattern allowed himself a fist pump for once as he raked what is probably the biggest pot in the tournament so far. Mattern up to about 360,000 as a result but Smirnov drops to about 140,000
to Feldman's 
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Feldman moved over to shake Lellouche's hand and headed over to the rail.
board. Unfortunately for him he was up against 
and with no saving river he congratulated his table, shook their hands and made a dignified exit.