for his troubles. Mizzi remained in good spirits, but is now down to just 1,700 after a serious of minor disasters.
2008 World Series of Poker Europe
Event 1 - £1,500 No Limit Hold'em
Day: 1b
Event Info
2008 World Series of Poker Europe
Final Results
Event Info
Level Info
Buy-in
£1,500
Prize Pool
£615,000
Total Entries
410
Level
23
Blinds
20,000 / 40,000
Ante
5,000
Players Left 1 / 410
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for his troubles. Mizzi remained in good spirits, but is now down to just 1,700 after a serious of minor disasters.
Level: 2
Blinds: 50/100
Ante: 0
flop, only for Lederer to expressionlessly make it 1,100. With a slight look of shock, or possibly awe, the opponent passed.
Romanello had gotten his entire stack in with the board reading :
. Sapiano had made the call and I could just see his 
in bad shape against Romanello's flopped set - .The river...
Romanello, originally getting up to leave, actually covers Sapiano by 225, but the game is pretty much up. As he stood with a pained expression, he got a rubdown of lemon juice squeezed in the papercut of defeat:"You know why that happened? Because you lie. God punishes those that lie."
"I always lie!" Romanello stood his ground - I imagine some kind of chat was part of the reason Sapiano called his bet.
As I write this, Romanello exits. "You always do me!" he exclaims at Sapiano as he makes his rueful exit.
board and with several thousand already in the pot. James Akenhead thought and thought, before thinking a tiny bit more, and making the fold.
Also on the British theme, Josh Tyler and his astounding hat are up to around 7,000 after betting and calling a raise from a German opponent on a
flop and then betting out on the 
turn, forcing his opponent to quietly fold, shaking his head. "I come in peace," said Tyler after a few moments. The German eyed him suspiciously. "You know, I've given you your name," continued Tyler, who, on the table next to Matusow's, could well end up giving the Mouth a run for his money on garrulousness. "I'm going to call you Mr Serious." No reaction from the German.
. His sole opponent Kim Rossland declines to call. Laak sports the Union Jack on his T-shirt today, while Tilly - who is taking the start of the tournament a little more calmly - the less home-crowd-pleasing Lynyrd Skynyrd.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" he bellows. "Er, taking photos," mumbles the meek photographer at the end of the table. Matusow roars with laughter and then disappears into a bizarre and unrelated monologue. He seems to be unhappy about the crowds of tourists that throng to Leicester Square every weekend. "There's more people in that square than Sarah Palin was ever governor of in that little town of hers in Arkansas. Or Alaska or whatever."
Andy Bloch
Markus Golser
Annette Obrestad
and of the British ilk:
Richard Gryko
Mike Ellis
Marc Goodwin
Tim Blake
Kevin O'Leary
Karl Mahrenholz
