Chris Moorman is out in 17th after departing in dramatic style. After reraising
Sam Trickett's preflop raise of 21,000 to 63,000, Sam made the call and the two youngsters saw a
flop. Sam checked, Chris bet 80,000, and Sam announced call.
With both players quickly checking the
turn, we took a journey into the twilight zone as the
river led to the biggest pot of the tournament. As the final card hit the felt, Sam announced all in for around 450,000 and casually waved his hand in the air to gesticulate the motion. Tortured by the decision ahead, Chris sat back in his chair and requested a count. The dealer, however, wasn't able to oblige and could only spread the pot, although he did indeed later stack the chips into columns so it was clear that around 300,000 was already in the pot. With his head resting in his hands, Chris continued to fidget in his seat as a large crowd of onlookers swamped the rail. Sam, meanwhile, remained cucumber cool, and sat motionless with his hand propped against his right cheek.
With the rail becoming impatient, Chris called the clock on himself, but was forced to ask the dealer to make the call when his request fell on stony ground. "I can't call the clock on you," replied the dealer, at which point
Stuart Rutter waltzed in offering, "I'll call it for you." As the tournament director tracked the minute hand on his wristwatch, the tension increased to a near unbearable level as everyone watching became increasingly eager to see a hand.
With three seconds remaining, they got their wish as Moorman made a last ditch call. Without hesitation, Sam turned over
and Chris mucked. To the shock of the crowd, Chris was out, and an absolutely mammoth pot went sailing over to the Nottingham based pro who now boasts a monster monster chip lead. Rumour has it that Chris had queens.
In the aftermath, Sam claimed, "I wasn't sure what he was on really until the end, I guess he had jacks, or maybe he hit a set on the river with queens".
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