David Benyamine had the button, and Sam Trickett and Erik Seidel were in the blinds. Andrew Feldman moved all in UTG, and everyone folded like lighting. Feldman was unhappy about this, letting out some sort of growl after the hand.
Erik Seidel had the button, with Andrew Feldman, and Richard Yong in the blinds. Chris Ferguson made it 55,000 to go and everyone folded, giving Ferguson the blinds antes. It's almost like he's walking on water out there. (yea, we know... it's terrible)
David Benyamine made it 58,000 from under-the-gun, before Sam Trickett bumped it up to 200,000. Andrew Feldman, who was on the button, contemplated what to do, but decided to fold. Yong folded from the small blind and then the action was on Chris Ferguson.
The clock wound all the way down and Ferguson's hand was called dead, even though he was folding anyway.
Richard Yong was on the button, with Chris Ferguson and Wang Qiang in the bliz-inds. Yea, we said bliz-inds, thinking it'd spurn some action. It did, well a little bit at least and Andrew Feldman moved all-in, getting no calls.
Chris Ferguson had the button, and Wang QIang and David Beyanmine were in the blinds. Andrew Feldman once again moved all-in, he must of liked us talking about bliz-inds, however this time he found a call from David Benyamine. Feldman didn't like what he saw, as his nines were well behind the kings of the Frenchman.
Andrew Feldman:
David Beynamine:
The board shook Feldman up a little coming , apparently he thought he hit his nine when he saw the six. He was sad to see it was in fact a six, and he made his exit from Studio 3.
David Benyamine is now at about 1 million in chips.
It folded around to Wang Qiang in the cutoff. He tossed out three chocolate (T25,000) chips, making it 75,000 to go. No one wanted to tangle with him and he took down the blinds and antes.