You know things are getting serious when the whole room is silent and the only sounds you can hear are the riffling of chips and croupiers declaring final bets. But, of course, there are always exceptions, and today Men Nguyen is the only disruption in an otherwise hypnotic atmosphere.
Whilst the rest of the table teeter on entering into a deep sleep, The Master is talking non-stop about a range of subjects, whether he receives a response or not. Perhaps his chirpy mood is a result of his earlier double through, but either way, he's being frightfully upbeat. At one point he ordered a drink and exclaimed: "It's Coooooooooorona time."
But, as is so often the case in poker, Nguyen is one of those players who can change with the wind of luck and the twist and turns of the Poker Gods. When the chips are down, his mood will swing in the blink of an eye. Let's hope this doesn't happen as, for the time being, he's the soul of a somewhat lifeless party.
Men Nguyen raised to 25,000 and was met with a shove for 135,000 from Doyle Brunson in the big blind. Call.
Nguyen:
Brunson:
"Whoops," said Brunson.
Flop: -- "Whoops," said Brunson again
Turn: -- "I need a jack," said Nguyen
River:
Brunson doubled up to around 280,000. Nguyen, meanwhile, was crippled to 70,000 and shoved the next hand. There were no callers, and he showed what looked like . "I'm steaming now," he said, unnecessarily.
Praz Bansi tried to mouth me his count, but eventually gave up and broke the silence by shouting, "Five Eighty!". "One day I'm going to do that and it'll have folded round to me," he joked, "and I'll have to go all in."
Our two remaining November Niners, Antoine Saout and James Akenhead, both, well, still remain in the running.
They've had rather mixed days though. Saout, who started the day on 202,000, has gently dwindled to 137,000 at this time. Akenhead has been all over the place -- he started on 153,000, dropped down to 115,000, back up to 420,000, and he's currently resting on a nearly spot-on average 320,000.
We, at least, are hoping that they end up at the same table at some point today. We'll get the popcorn in...
I joined the action on the turn of a board. Saar Wilf led for 30,000, but Yevgeniy Timoshenko was in no mood to lie down, and duly bumped it up to 90,000. "You made a boat?" inquired Wilf. After a brief pause, Wilf made the call.
On the river, it was insta-check squared as both cards were revealed, Timoshenko pipping his opponent to the post with versus . Wilf laughed out loud, but inside he will have been crying salt tears of frustration.
We peered over the balcony from one of the upstairs tables to see Christian Harder leaving the feature table, his backpack on and his hoodie zipped up. We're not sure what he had, but his assassin Thomas Bichon was holding pocket queens that rivered a set and Harder couldn't beat it.
Bichon is now up to 516,000 -- could it be back to back wins for the WPT Cyprus champion?