Matthew Waxman raised to 19,000, Jonathan Spinks three-bet to 45,500 and, after a long dwell, Waxman made the call. "Let's try the check-in-the-dark play and see how that works out," commented Waxman.
The flop rolled out and Spinks swiftly announced all-in for what appeared to be around the 120,000 mark. Again, Waxman tanked, but eventually made a reluctant call with .
The turn and river were both blanks meaning Spinks doubled through to over the 300,000 mark, whilst Waxman dropped to 310,000.
Despite doubling up earlier, Roland De Wolfe has been eliminated from today's event and won't be adding another bracelet to his ever-expanding trophy cabinet.
Keith Ferrara is out courtesy of chip leader Joseph Potts. The two players reached a flop where Potts check-raised Ferrara's lead of 20,500 to 60,000, only for the latter to moved all in for 165,000 more. Potts made the call with ; Ferrara was semi-bluffing with .
"Haven't had a hand better than nines all day," claimed Roland De Wolfe earlier, clearly grinding like no man has ever ground before. "Just need a double-up."
A few orbits later, that's exactly what happened, De Wolfe moving all in from early position with for 27,000 with and being called by Guiseppe Zarbo. "I gamble," beamed Zarbo as he threw in the necessary chips and tabled .
The board, however, favored the Brit, although only just, the dealer popping an eventful onto the felt to double him up.
Salvadore Martinez must have thought it was Christmas when he looked down at in the hole, but when his raise to 9,000 was pursued by an all-in from Tulio Choelho for a sumptuous 100,000 plus with , it was like Angelina Jolie had just proposed! Of course, he called quicker than a jet propelled whippet and after a hamrless board, he was on 315,000, whilst Choelho was on the rail.
The action folded around to the wonderfully named Clint Coffee who made up the small blind only for Andrew Ferguson to push all in from the big blind for a total of 54,000. Coffee Called.
"Please hold," he begged as the cards were revealed, Ferguson in better shape than he expected with versus . The Poker Gods, however, were in devilish mood, and duly ignored his plea by willing a board onto the felt.
Consequently, Coffee goes to 160,000, whilst Ferguson goes to the Bad Beat Bar.