On a board, Surinder Sunar led for 6,600 and Bruno Fitoussi made the call. Sunar showed which was more than enough to take it down. Like a poker see-saw, one went up, and the other went down, but both stacks have now settled on 45,000.
Despite coming back a short stack and striking if not fear then mild irritation into the heart of tablemate Karl Mahrenholz ("He'll be moving in over the top of me every hand. It's what he does."), Neil Channing has gained a few chips and seems happily in the swing of things. Just now he took on quieter opponent Rob Akery, getting a check from him on the turn with the board standing . Possibly this was just to avoid the continual flow of chat mildly attacking him:
"You've showed down only ace-ten and ace-king. It's almost impossible for me not to put you on the nuts. You probably have quad aces..." The arrived on the river. "Or a straight flush," he continued without pausing for breath, or pausing before mucking when Akery bet the river.
A flash of a card was granted the defeated Channing with a grin, and I take it to have been a as this started him on a different tack: "So sick! How can you bet jacks on the river?"
No Gray skies here
Day 2's are normally a hotbed of eliminations, so it's a credit to the superb WSOPE structure that we've seen little in the way of dust-biting in my particular quadrant.
One man who almost made the short journey from table to bar was Jason Gray. The feature table is like purchasing a 'restricted view' ticket for a football match, but I did manage to find a gap from where I could sneak a peek of the action like a salivating peeping tom.
All in preflop, Gray had pocket aces against the of Tim Blake. A raggy eight board was as safe as it gets, and Gray doubled up. It now looks as though both players have around the 40,000 mark.
Chris 'Moorman1' Moorman has knocked out the Swede Mikael Norinder. The latter raised and found the young Brit reraising next to him, Norinder made the call and called bets on the flop, the turn before finally calling all in on the river with . Moorman though flipped for the flopped flush, putting him over 100,000 in chips.
Mika Paasonen has eliminated two players from his table, and in their places? Roland de Wolfe and Brian Townsend, with Justin Smith and his mamooth stack also arriving.
"Alright! More entertainment for the room!" shouts Matusow with arrival of de Wolfe.
Juanda - such a rascal
With John Juanda (or Johnson, to give him his full title) raising it up to 4,300 from the cut-off, the action found its way to Juha Helppi who made it a total of 15,000 from the big blind. Without too much hesitation, Juanda announced all in for around 45,000 more, thus putting the decision back on the Finn.
Helppi initially looked displeased, and I was sure he was going to fold in prompt fashion, but as the clock ticked, it was clear he had a big hand. "I want to play more hands," he cried. "You probably know what I've got now."
After another couple of minutes, and before I'd resisted the urge to become the first blogger in history to call the clock, Helppi asked, "Do you have ace king?" "Maybe," replied a coy Juanda, now grinning like a Cheshire cat. "How about queens?" After his final request was met with silence, Helppi sighed deeply before adding, "I was so ready to go all in with this hand too when you first raised."
Soon after, Helppi made what appeared to be a very reluctant fold indeed. With all eyes fixated on Juanda, the American went to muck, much to their chagrin, but was stopped in his tracks by the camera crew who asked him to show the hand to the mobile camera. Juanda duly obliged, meaning we'll have to wait until the TV broadcast to find out what he had. In the meantime, astute detective work led me to learn that Helppi passed pocket queens.
Dwan; dusted
Tom Dwan clearly didn't come here to sit on his 60,000-ish stack: being on the table right behind me, I can hear every time the dealer announces, "All in," and twice within the first 15 minutes it was because of Dwan raising all in... With that raise being around 50,000, that gave his opponents something to seriously consider, and while the first time that move won him a juicy pot, the second time he encountered resistance.
On a flop of he'd moved in over the top of Scott Montgomery, who faced a further 53,500 to call - the pot had been raised by Montgomery preflop, bet on the flop, but it was still a large bet. He thought for a while, before calling with ...
"Nice call," drawled a laconic Dwan, as he flipped the not-harmless . The turn and river bricked and Dwan, appearing, at least, supremely unconcerned, smiled and walked from his table.
Nenad Medic is struggling during these opening rounds, predominantly after tangling with Sargon Ruya. With the board reading , Medic check-called a bet of 14,000 before checking again on the turn. This time Ruya led for 28,000, a bet which forced Medic to pitch up tent in the think tank. After a long pause, that was met with a highly respectful silence from the other players, Medic sighed, mumbled frustratedly to himself before eventually folding face-up.
"Not many players can play like that," commended Ruya as he flashed the .
"It's good for you," replied Medic.
"Oh no, it's bad for me," concluded Ruya, as the mind games drew to a close.
Magnus Persson has doubled through early doors. He found himself all in preflop with the speculative hand of , but managed to unravel his foe's when the board came an eventful for the ever-popular runner, runner, runner, runner flush.