Durkee Loves the Ladies
The volcano bubbled when Karl raised to 17k pre-flop and William Durkee flat called behind. As both players saw a flop, Karl bet 25k and Will smooth called yet again.
Then, on the turn, the volcano erupted, Karl check-raising the American's 50k bet to an enticing 65k more.
Slightly bemused, Will set up stall in the think tank and mulled up his options. Meanwhile, Karl adopted his familiar hand on chin posture, statuesquely awaiting his opponent's next move.
After huffing and puffing, counting out his chips and looking like he was leaning towards a fold, Durkee pushed all-in for his tournament life. Although not 100% confident in his , he would have been delighted to hear Karl sigh, "How much is it? I've got nothing, but I think I have to call."
Inevitably, it wasn't too much, and Karl did indeed call, although he will have wished he didn't as he was drawing dead with . The TV crew tried to create some drama and tension for the river, but it was all academic, the pointless last card seeing a hit the felt.
Understandably bamboozled, Karl shook his head and looked down dejectedly at his depleted 85,000 stack as the dealer asked for another 500 to send over to the victor. I don't think I've ever seen Karl knocked for six like that before, but with so much on the line, I think any poker player can sympathise with how he felt as most of his stack went sailing over to his jubilant opponent.