Just got back finished 4th for a nice £2700 payday.
3 left, Lucy has about 450k, Lawrence 250k and Phil Peters 75kish.
In the controversial coup, the ruling was that the cards "spoke" after they had been mucked and the pot awarded to the wrong "winner"
As you can imagine there was plenty of bad feeling, which was unavoidable given the situation.
Oddly enough, my exit or rather, crippling hand had an odd similarity to it.
Just after 9pm we took a short break and were then informed that the final table (four of us) were being moved
so that they could start the 9.15 £25 tourney. We were moved from the back of the card-room with no spectators
to the gallery, by the rail and the stairs.
Blinds are 4k/8k and I make it 23k to playwith KhTh. Lucy and Phil fold, Lawrence calls.
Flop is K J T.
Lawrence moves allin for about 100k, I call pretty quick, and it comes brick, brick.
Lawrence turns his cards over and taps the table.
A voice calls out from the stairwell "Lawrence you have a flush".
He turns his cards back face up and sure enough his Js7c had made a runner-runner fflush which neither of us or the dealer had seen.
Next hand I was the BB and Lawrence raised with KT (a little spooky) and I call for my remaining 23k with J8.
He rivered a straight after I had flopped a J.
But the previous hand left me with a bit of a sour taste after thinking that I had won.
Obviously I wouldn't want to win a pot that was not mine, but I'm sure you guys understand how I felt.
All in all not a bad weekend though, and the drive home was both fast and theraputic.