Just as the clock hits the ten minute break mark, I witness the biggest pot of the tournament.
Mateyboy raises under the gun.
Paddy McCloskey moves all-in.
Connor Coony calls.
Mateyboy moves all-in.
Connor Coony thinks and think and thinks, then does a little bit more thinking before having a bit of a think... and then folds, showing
.
Mateyboy says good call and shows
.
Connor Coony is relieved, but willing a queen NOT to hit the board... as most of us tend to do.
Paddy McClosky, who clearly wasn't too confident at this stage, meekly reveals his pocket eights,
.
Connor Coony releases a sigh of relief as the flop brings
Paddy McClosky needs a miracle.
Turn =
River =
Connor Coony would have won!
'I'm still happy I made the right decision though', he declares behind gritted teeth.
Mateyboy takes a humongous pot and Paddy McCloskey (who I reckon is an Irsh chap) is sent packing.
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