With the booze starting to flow, our gallery is loosening and livening up.
"I'm not doing a shot," said railbird Gavin Smith.
"Oh come on," came the strident reply. "You won a bracelet last night!"
With the booze starting to flow, our gallery is loosening and livening up.
"I'm not doing a shot," said railbird Gavin Smith.
"Oh come on," came the strident reply. "You won a bracelet last night!"
After Erik Seidel limped into the pot pre-flop, David Ulliott raised the pot to 135,000. Seidel was the only caller.
"Here, I'm gong to give you a blind bet," said Ulliott. "I've had enough of this tournament." He then bet his last 150,000, dark and out of turn. The flop came and Seidel folded.
Ulliott's up to 450,000.
Devilfish is now reclining in his chair, one leg up on the table.
We have two things to say:
1) The cheek of it!
and
2) Where's a photographer when you need one?
The flop read when Leif Force put Chris Bell all in. Bell made the call.
Force:
Bell:
Turn:
River:
Force's low draw failed to come in and Bell scooped the pot to double to 625,000 as Gavin Smith wandered in announcing, "The cowboy is here."
Force was left with 550,000. "It's your turn now," Dan Shak told him.
David Ulliott moved all in for 145,000 from the small blind -- technically illegal, since pot was only 90,000, but Dan Shak didn't mind. He raised all in, or called Ulliott's all in, depending on your perspective, and the cards were on their backs. Ulliott said, "I don't like it," with his up against Shak's . Cue the flop:
Each man made a pair of aces. Ulliott's kicker was in the lead until the turn came to give Shak two pair.
"I knew that f***er was coming," said Devilfish. But he got a great card with the river , giving him a Broadway straight. Ship the double-up to Devilfish.
Leif Force limped in on the small blind and the short-stacked Dave "Devilfish" Ulliott checked his option. They saw an flop on which Force bet pot. Devilfish folded and dropped down to 145,000.
One of Force's railers appeared at the table.
"Hey Leif, what are those things in front of you?" He pointed to the two rather vicious-looking drinks next to Force - our best guess is vodka Red Bull. Force motioned to take them back to the rail with a grin. Good to know there are ways around the Rio's new ban on waiters serving railers.
The rail, currently including Ricky Fohrenbach and Alex Wice, suddenly all piped up at once.
"Hey Leif, I want an Ultra!"
"Vodka tonic!"
"Jack and sour!"
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So next hand Devilfish got his whole five-big-blind stack in from the small blind and was up against Dan Shak in the big.
Devilfish:
Shak:
Board:
They chopped it up, as the rail heckled Devilfish.
"What?" he cried back, 'That's the best hand I've seen in f***ing hours!"
Called over a gent at the rail: "Fish! She wants a Michelob Ultra!" - indicating a rather lovely girl next to him.
"I'll cheer for you too!" she added.
"What is it?" Devilfish called back, "Is it a drink?"
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By the by, the ban on serving railers seems to have been temporarily lifted since Force's rail promised they'd behave themselves if they got served. Power to the people!
Dan Shak opened to 100,000 pre-flop in front of Chris Bell. Bell then moved in for just a bit more, with Shak making the call. Check out the hands:
Shak:
Bell:
While all of this was going on, things in the $1,500 no-limit hold'em table started to get seriously out of control. They've got vuvuzelas (seriously), football chants and just all manner of buzz. Over here, we've got James Dempsey.
This is not a case of potato, potatoe.
In any event, flop comes to give Bell the wheel wrap. It fills with the turn and Bell doubles with the river. Ta da! Bell increases his count to 275,000.
Level: 24
Blinds: 15,000/30,000
Ante: 0
Incidentally, just a little while ago Dan Shak wandered off from the table to chat to his rail, which mostly consists of some very pretty girls, the view spoiled only by James "Flushy" Dempsey sitting among them.
While he was gone, Devilfish took his chair away and put it on the rail.
Oh, that Devilfish!