The player under the gun raised to 750 and Adam Lippert called from middle position. Chris Reslock went all in from the small blind for about 2,200 on top and Lippert was the lone caller.
Lippert: 
Reslock: 
The board ran out 
and Reslock's tournament came to an end. Lippert upped his stack to about 13,000.
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John Elliott opened with a raise from under the gun, and the table folded around to the blinds. In the small, Charlie Wiper stuck his last 7,150 chips into the middle, and Elliott instantly called as he rolled over 
.
"Of course!" Wiper lamented, grinning at his own bad luck. He rolled over his 
and said, "Yeah... this guy eliminates me," as he saw us scribbling on our notepad. Wiper was right; the board ran 
, and he was unable to catch up to stay alive. Wiper spent a few minutes wandering around his table chatting with his former group before wishing them luck and heading out the door.
It's still unofficial, but we'll get you close.
This latest installment of the WSOPC Harrah's Atlantic City Main Event has attracted a skilled field of grinders and shot-takers (at least) 354 strong. That number represents quite a nice increase over the 195 who attended last year's event, thought it did cost a hefty $5,150 to enter this tournament in 2009. For comparison's sake, 189 players entered the $1,600 Deepstack side event held here a year ago.
The players are on a 15-minute break.
Level: 7
Blinds: 200/400
Ante: 50
| Player | Chips | Progress |
|---|---|---|
|
46,000 | |
|
46,000
2,000
|
2,000 |
|
||
|
45,000
-3,000
|
-3,000 |
|
||
|
|
38,000
3,000
|
3,000 |
|
|
31,000
15,500
|
15,500 |
|
30,000
-1,000
|
-1,000 |
|
29,500
-1,500
|
-1,500 |
|
29,000 | |
|
28,000
9,000
|
9,000 |
|
||
|
17,000
-7,000
|
-7,000 |
|
|
||
|
16,000 | |
|
15,000
-2,000
|
-2,000 |
|
14,000
-23,000
|
-23,000 |
|
|
||
|
13,000 | |
|
11,000
-2,000
|
-2,000 |
|
10,000
-4,000
|
-4,000 |
|
8,000
-13,000
|
-13,000 |
|
|
||
|
6,500
4,500
|
4,500 |
|
||
The room is relatively active with chatter, and there have been frequent, loud outbursts scattered here and there throughout the room.
"Come on, maaaaan!"
"How could he make that play right there? I don't understand what he was thinking. I just don't get it."
"No. No. Yes! Yes! Yes!"
"Don't do it. Don't do it... Oh, come on!"
"Hold 'em. Hold 'em!"
These are the familiar sounds of a poker tournament, and they're no different here today. Except today, it's the television screens that everyone's shouting at as they sweat their sports bets and their fantasy football playoff runs.
Will "The Thrill" Failla arrived late and left early. We just spotted him walking out the double doors to the exit, and he flashed us the peace sign and gave a salute as he departed.
The Thrill is gone.
| Player | Chips | Progress |
|---|---|---|
|
|
61,000 | |
|
56,000 | |
|
|
||
|
49,000 | |
|
||
|
47,000 | |
|
43,000 | |
|
|
||
|
33,000 | |
|
|
||
|
24,000 | |
|
19,000 | |
|
13,000 | |
|
|
||
|
10,000 | |
|
|
||
|
9,500 | |
|
|
||
|
8,000 | |
|
|
||
Level: 8
Blinds: 250/500
Ante: 50
