Jeff Sarwer shoved for 53,000 and a couple seats down Vanessa Yiping Peng reshoved. There followed several minutes of sitting around while all the other hands were completed (except the other all in on the next table!) and then they were at a showdown.
Sarwer (or "Jeff Sawyer" as TD Thomas Kremser preferred to call him):
Peng:
Board:
Sarwer doubled to around 115,000, and stays in the game. Over to the other table...
After the Sarwer hand, all eyes turned to the adjacent table. Eoin O'Dea, having been crippled by losing that all-in hand previously, pushed for his last 11,000 and got called in three spots. One player bet 5,000, 10,000 and then 15,000 on the flop, turn and river of a - he got one caller until the river where the final bet was not called.
The bettor flipped for a rivered full house while O'Dea's went sailing into the muck. The Irishman will be going home with nothing while everyone else will be taking at least £7,500 with them tomorrow.
In a bold move, the TD decided to quit for the night when we reached the money, so that's what we're doing. 128 down to 24 tomorrow could be a long one - although if we keep up today's pace of roughly one exit every two minutes, it might not take too long after all.
Chip leader as we head into Day 3 is young Scotsman David Vamplew. In the biggest pot of the tournament so far, he knocked out Paul Kristofferson with against on a flop to propel him to the very top of the rankings, the only player to break the million mark. Vamplew is at 1,130,700 - and as far as we can see, no-one else has over 650,000 or so.
Other folks still in the running include Arnaud Mattern, Daniel Negreanu, John Juanda, Joe Hachem, Greg Raymer, Teddy Sheringham, Benny Spindler and some guy called Phil Ivey. The official chip counts will be with us soon, so we'll be able to put exact numbers to faces shortly.
Everyone is now guaranteed £7,500, but that payday pales before the £900,000 up for grabs for first place. We'll be back here at noon when we'll be tracking the demise of most of the field until only three tables remain. Until then, it's goodnight from the Hilton Metropole.