On the turn of a 
board Paul Mason bet 2,200 and Nigel Millar moved all in for around 6,000. Trim Nikollaj got out of the way and Mason quickly flicked in the call.
Mason: 
for two pair.
Millar: 
for top pair and a straight draw.
The river was the 
, Mason dodging a number of outs to eliminate his opponent. The former is up to about 25,000.
Andy Black is talking up a storm, making sure he is the centre of attention at his table. He has been asking the poor waitresses’ if there’s any chicken pie when he knows they have run out, never mind the fact that he’s a vegetarian, and then regaling the table of younger players with the plot from The Great Escape. Make no mistake though, he is fully focused on the game and you tangle with him at your peril.
Raising to 700 from early position, Black’s only caller was one of the shorter stacks, Diego Gomez in the small blind.
The flop came 
Gomez checked as did Black. The turn was [Qc} and when Gomez checked again Black flicked in a red 500 chip. Gomez responded by pushing the rest of his chips over the line, some 2,600 and Black instantly called and showed his hand, 
knowing he had trapped Gomez who flipped over 
in exasperation.
The 
sealed the deal. Job done Black could return to entertaining the table until the next victim swam into view.
Padriag Parkinson, Irish poker stalwart, was all in with in the classic 57-43 against Alan Boyle's 
. Parkinson's future looked in doubt on the 
flop and he began to get up - immediately the 
came on the turn and he sat back down. The 
river changed nothing and he doubled up to 33,000 while Boyle was left with 35,000 remaining.
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In the last hand before the break, Jack Salter opened for 450 from early position and cleared the field all the way to Cameron Cunningham in the small blind. The man dressed as a leprechaun made the call and the two took a flop of 
. Cunningham check-called a bet of 600 from Salter and then both players checked the 
turn.
When the completed the board on the river, Cunningham led out for 1,050 and Salter quickly folded.
| Jogador | Fichas | Oscilação |
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24,000
2,000
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2,000 |
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20,000 |
Nível: 5
Blinds: 150/300
Ante: 25
Players are now on a 20 minute break.
Team PokerStars Pro Jake Cody is down to just 9,500 after he fired big bets with 
on an A-T-7-A-x board only to find his opponent rivered a flush against him.
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“Mad” Marty Wilson allegedly got his nickname while he was still a teenager, running from some hooligans he got away by jumping into a polar bear pit. He and Simon “Aces” Trumper go back a long way and they would tangle in spectacular fashion in this hand.
Trumper opened for 525 and the only player left was Wilson in the big blind, who raised to 1,700 with just over 8,000 behind. The taunting started.
“You can’t call Simon, you’ve got no balls. Come on I dare you. Put your chips in, let’s go.” Mad Marty was out of his seat, goading his old friend.
“I know what you’ve got. Trumper replied and made the call.
The flop was 
and Mad Marty bet 2,500.
“Come on just put me in. I dare you. No balls, that’s your problem.” Continued Mad Marty grabbing his crotch, but again Trumper just called.
The turn was the [6] and Mad Marty splashed the rest of his chips in the pot and continued his tirade.
Just then Rob Young, the owner of Dusk Till Dawn and Trumper’s friend and boss, wandered by.
“Hey Rob.” Mad Marty called out to Young. “This guy is so bad, if you didn’t know him you wouldn’t give him a job.”
Trumper was taking it in good spirits and showed the table the for at least top pair saying “I can’t call; I know what you’ve got.”
“His hand’s dead.” Declared Mad Marty. Trumper released his hand and Mad Marty slammed his on the felt for all to admire.
