2 more eliminations is quick succession...
First the shortstacked German Sebastian Till found himself with few chips back in the big blind, so when the big stacked Swiss player Claudio Rinaldi raised and everyone else folded, he called the last few of his chips off with
, hoping to be holding live cards.
His wish came true as Claudio turned over the ahead, but not dominating
.
A
board was no use however, so it was a case of goodbye "Till" next time for the German as he joined the rail at an impressive speed that denied me any chance to snap a shot.
Next a large three way pot was played out. Shortstacked Hungarian Syikrai Istafan shovelled his chips into the middle and was called by the far bigger stacks of Aniol Alcaraz and Canadian Mike McDonald who occupied the small and big blind spots respectively.
A flop of
elicited a check from Aniol and a bet of 25k from McDonald....which Alcaraz called.
The turn fell the
.
Checked again by Alcaraz, Mike upped the aggression, betting out 40k this time. Alcaraz calmly counted out the requisite number of chips, thought about it...and again called...
RIVER:
Check yet again by Alcaraz, 80k or so bet i think by McDonald and another check-call from Alcaraz.
Mike could barely resist smiling as he flipped over
for a rivered nut full house, whilst Alcaraz quickly mucked.
Istafan was very unlikely to flip over the required 2-2 to take the pot and indeed showed his A-K ruefully before making another very sharpish exit to the rail.
Here is the canadian Mcdonald organising his ever increasing stack, next to tablemate and similarly but not quite as well stacked Swiss player Claudio Rinaldi.
Istafan leaving like greased lightning, but luckily my superb camera skills managed to get this great shot of the side of his face.
With all this drama, no wonder some of the players are utilising the services of the relaxing massage girls to calm themselves, or like
Marcel Luske here, keeping themselves perky with cups of freshly brewed coffee, possibly Maxwell House, although this is unlikely.