Singh Taking Some Abuse From the Rail
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We walked up to Table 210 to see a board of 
spread out, and Armritraj Singh put out a bet of what looked like 47,500. Phil Gordon raised another 50,000 on top, and Singh was deep in the think tank when we joined the action. In total, he would spend maybe six or eight minutes in the tank.
About halfway through his tank time, a female spectator on the rail said something along the lines of, "Hurry up," in the direction of Singh. He gave her quite the sideways glance, and she dug herself a deeper hole by saying, "What? I called the clock on you five minutes ago." She smirked, but Singh was not seeing the humor.
"Yeah, we're only playing for pennies here..." he said under his breath, returning to the decision at hand. After another few minutes, he spoke again, "Sorry for the wait, Phil." Gordon didn't flinch, content to let Singh squirm over what was clearly a tough decision. Finally, he plopped his cards into the muck, sending a nice pot across the table.