EPT11 London: Midnight in the Main Event
We expected as much. The atmosphere in the Grand Hall is now a lot different to what it was 12 hours ago. The same goes for six hours ago.
Gone are the crowds of Brits and Irish, the followers of Jake Cody and Kevin Killeen, who leave behind a silent space, filled only with the humming of the air conditioning unit. Oh, and Bryn Kenney of course, whistling on his way to the bar. In their place are people whose job it is to stay and clear up when it's all done.
But while it may be quiet in the tournament room, the Grand Connaught Rooms themselves echo with the noise of people a little more relaxed than the two players still playing. At the other end of the corridor is the champagne bar, turned over to the players as a lounge, which is now in the business of cheering up the previously sullen and defeated. Business, it seems, is booming.
But even that is slowly being silenced as the bar staff pack up the good stuff and switch off the lights. No matter, there's always post-midnight London to try, which can turn any quiet, unassuming young man--like Pablo Gordillo--into a fun loving adventurer ready for anything--as he demonstrated by sliding down the marble banister in the lobby. A watching security wisely let it go.
Then there's the Jake Cody crowd, keeping the bar staff at maximum effort. Not to mention those watching the final table. They may be quiet, but there is thirst to quench. One railbird skipped down the stairs from the stage, almost falling in the process. But he grinned instead and double timed it to the champagne bar. He hasn't been seen since.
Stephen Bartley is a staff writer for the PokerStars Blog.