It took exactly 12 hours to weed the field down to 39 from 124, but we finally made it. An eventful Day 3 was filled with double-ups, knockouts, a two-and-a-half-hour bubble and a fisticuffs match that almost was. Antonio Esfandiari is your unofficial Day 3 chip leader; we'll post the official counts as soon as they are made available to us.
Play will resume tomorrow afternoon at 1:00 p.m. local time, when the remaining 39 players will begin the final stretch in their race to the final table. Until then, bonsoir et bonne chance (good night and good luck)!
Denes Kalo made a button raise to 20,000, the small blind moved all in, and Stephen Kjaerstad moved all in from the big blind behind him, sending Kalo into the tank, where he remained long enough to get a clock called on him. As the seconds ticked down, he finally made the call turning up . The small blind turned up and the big blind tabled . The flop was , the turn was the , the river was the , and Kalo won the pot, giving him a huge chip infusion on the last hand of the night. Both of his opponents were eliminated and with that, we're down to 39 players and Day 3 is a wrap.
Joe Hachem got it all in pre-flop holding a pocket pair of jacks against a pair of pocket sevens belonging to Jonathan Dwek. As the standard crowd of press and players flocked to the table, a nearby intoxicated railbird yelled out, "Throw a seven up there!"
Sure enough, the window card was the , followed by the and . A distraught Hachem turned his head away from the table for a moment but twisted back around in the nick of time to watch the dealer place the on the turn.
"Yeeeaaahhh!" Hachem exlaimed. "There's your seven ball!"
The river brought an inconsequential and Hachem doubled through to over 200,000 in chips.
We caught the action with the board showing and Antonio Esfandiari facing a 90,000 bet in a huge pot with the lively Stig Top Rasmussen from Denmark.
Esfandiari deliberated over his decision, cutting out chips while firing questions at his opponent to try and get a read.
"Do you have a set of threes? Or do you have shit? Do you want me to call sir?" probed Esfandiari, all of which was simply ignored by Rasmussen. "Dealer, is he allowed to not answer me like that?"
After much hesitation and some near-calls, Esfandiari finally folded and Rasmussen flipped pocket fours for a successful bluff.
Following the hand, Rasmussen called the floor person over to lodge a protest against Esfandiari's near-calls/folds, which could be described as gamesmanship to try and get a read from his opponent. Rasmussen complained that Esfandiari's cards crossed the black line painted on the table and they should've been scooped into the muck. However the TD informed Rasmussen that the line actually has no enforceable qualities about it and is simply a visual guide for players and dealers.
After some more heated words from both players, everyone settled down and got on with the next hand. It's been a long day for these guys and the cracks are starting to appear!