Kabrel Loses It All To Loeser
Martin Kabhrel completed his small blind in the last hand of the previous level and Manig Loeser was next up to act while he was eating his pasta. Loeser peeped at Kabrhel's stack and then counted out some of his blue 100,000-value chips. Loeser bet 1,800,000.
"How much?!" Kabrhel asked Loeser.
"1.8 million." Loeser calmly replied while continuing to eat.
"I don't have that!" Kabrhel said. "Will you give me?" Kabrhel asked Felipe Ramos who was sat on his right. Felipe counted out his blue chips to help out (for fun, not for real). "You want to gamble?" Kabrhel now asked Loeser.
"I always gamble." Loeser replied.
"Is the pasta good?" Kabrhel now wondered.
"Very good." Loeser remarked.
Kabrhel kept pestering Loeser with questions about his hand and Loeser kept ignoring those questions.
"If you don't tell me, I will call!" Kabrhel said.
"You know what you need to do... put your chips in the pot." Loeser replied.
Kabrhel kept peppering him with more questions.
"Clock" Loeser said to the dealer, while still really enjoying his meal.
"Are you nervous?" Kabrhel asked Loeser.
The floor was called over and the situation was explained to him. The floor gave Kabrhel a minute to take his decision, when the 10-second mark was reached, the floor started counting down. Kabrhel called in the end.
Manig Loeser: 
Martin Kabrhel: 
"That was really retarded." Loeser commented.
The board ran out 
- no help for Kabrhel as he was eliminated.
"If I go all-in, would you call?" Kabrhel asked Loeser.
"Yes." Loeser replied.
Kabrhel looked shocked. "Playin with maniacs, I've got no chance!" he said while leaving the table.
Loeser got the last word in though: "Tsch��ss!"
| Player | Chips | Progress |
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3,850,000
1,400,000
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1,400,000 |
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Busted | |
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