Play has come to an end here for another day. We managed to get down to 67 players, unofficially. Full Tilt heavyweights Erik Seidel and Andy Bloch are vying for the chip lead, but many a talented player are just behind.
We start again at 1pm local time tomorrow, when we will play down to 27 players. Hope you can join us as it will be very exciting, as we reach the bubble worth around $50,000! Nervous times await.
Bengt Sonnert checked the flop to John Monnette, who bet 6,000. Sonnert made it 25,000, and after some minor huffing and puffing and trying to call time on himself (the dealer didn't understand), Monnette announced, "All in." Insta-call.
Erica Schoenberg opened for a 3,200 raise, Andy Bloch called, Philippe Rouas called and Andy Black called from the big blind. The flop was . The action was checked to Schoenberg, who bet 8,000. Bloch raised to 20,000, and Rouas and Black folded. Schoenberg, with only slightly more than the amount of the reraise behind, moved all in and Bloch quickly called.
Disaster for Schoenberg as Bloch tabled to her . No miracle for her on the turn or river and she bid her tablemates good luck as she hit the rail.
At the same time across the room, Scott Montgomery of the "November Nine" also found his Main Event at an end and quietly headed for the exit.
Chris Moorman raised up to 3,600 from early position before James Keys reraised to 11,200 from the button. Moorman made the call and we went to the flop.
Moorman let Keys keep the lead with the hand as he checked to face a 15,400 bet, which he called. The turn came and both players checked it through to the river. Moorman checked once more to face a 32,000 bet.
This caused him to sit back in his chair and place hands on his head. He counted the call from his stack, sat there for a while longer and then made the call.
Keys sat waiting to see Moorman's hand, and he obliged by showing . Keys flashed nine high and mucked.
Moorman is up to 208,000 as a result of that great call. Keys is on 87,000.
"You can tell who the most aggressive player at the table is. It's the dude who's got like a million brown chips." Indeed, Peter Turmezey has 124,000 in chips, and 24,000 of them are in the lowest denomination 100 chips. He almost blushes at hearing Matusow call him aggressive.
As Matusow wanders off to spread wisdom amongst the other tables, however, he whisperingly refers to his own as the, "Table of death."