When you are a kid, plenty of things bring joy into your life: Christmas, pets and farting. Some of these linger through to adulthood but one that is usually left in the sandpit is blowing bubbles. Unless you have a very varied social network, you don’t see a lot of thirty-somethings dipping a bit of plastic into a small cylinder of washing up liquid, then pursing their lips and slowly blowing. Not even in The Masons.
However, the action during Day 3 of the final of the EPT at the Monte Carlo Bay Hotel and Resort was akin to watching the world’s most patient kid attempting to blow and sustain a momentous bubble – at first, everyone watching was mesmerised, wondering how long it could last. One hour came and went – still the bubble was holding. Teeth were gritted. A second hour passed. Tension built and the sound of Doris Day insinuated itself into people’s skulls: ‘I’m forever blowing bubbles…..’
Finally, and luckily for the sanity of some, the bubble burst two and a half hours after the elimination of the 82nd player. Pro Surinder Sunar saw his dreams fade and die when his jacks were busted and, as he departed, he possibly felt a faintly acidic splash land in his eye as the EPT’s longest bubble left its residue.
There was a collective sigh of relief and the reaming 80 picked up the pace, secure in the knowledge that their playtime would be rewarded. By the close, 39 individuals still had some chips to play with, but swinging highest is American Antonio Esfandiari, who bullied past the Norwegians and amassed 1,198,000. When they come out to play today, they will be competing for a high chair at the final table and a shot at the €2,020,000 gold star.
However, the action during Day 3 of the final of the EPT at the Monte Carlo Bay Hotel and Resort was akin to watching the world’s most patient kid attempting to blow and sustain a momentous bubble – at first, everyone watching was mesmerised, wondering how long it could last. One hour came and went – still the bubble was holding. Teeth were gritted. A second hour passed. Tension built and the sound of Doris Day insinuated itself into people’s skulls: ‘I’m forever blowing bubbles…..’
Finally, and luckily for the sanity of some, the bubble burst two and a half hours after the elimination of the 82nd player. Pro Surinder Sunar saw his dreams fade and die when his jacks were busted and, as he departed, he possibly felt a faintly acidic splash land in his eye as the EPT’s longest bubble left its residue.
There was a collective sigh of relief and the reaming 80 picked up the pace, secure in the knowledge that their playtime would be rewarded. By the close, 39 individuals still had some chips to play with, but swinging highest is American Antonio Esfandiari, who bullied past the Norwegians and amassed 1,198,000. When they come out to play today, they will be competing for a high chair at the final table and a shot at the €2,020,000 gold star.
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