Mike Leah is up to about 60,000 after winning a nice pot. There was about 7,500 in the middle and the board read .
Leah's opponent was first to act and bet 3,700, only to see Leah pop it to 12,200. After thinking it over for about three minutes, Leah's opponent threw in the chips to call. Leah turned over for the rivered straight, besting his opponent's .
Jason Young and a player across the table engaged in a preflop raising war that put about 17,000 chips in the middle heading to the flop.
It came out , and both men checked. They did likewise on the turn, and the raggy landed on the river. Young took his cue to put out a stab of 7,000, and his opponent instantly open-mucked his . It was a good fold; Young obliged him by flashing his as he dragged the pot.
We've got nine levels behind us, and everyone is starting to get a little peckish. The clock is on pause, and the players are on an 82-minute dinner break. Play will resume at 7:00 P.M. with about five more hours of action.
A player in middle position open-shoved his final 13,200 chips into the middle, and Jonathan Wein made the call with the covering stack to put him at risk. Wein had the , and he had his opponent's in a world of trouble.
The flop brought some hope for the all-in player, drawing live now to four outs for his survival. The turn was not a king, however, and neither was the that filled out the board. Ace-queen is no match for rockets, and that knockout pot has moved Wein up to about 50,000 now.
Speaking of open-shoves, we've got another short stack sparking the pot with an all-in raise for about 10,000 total. Mike "Little Man" Sica is the newest addition to that table, and he made the call on just his second or third hand there, committing most of his own chips to the pot in the process. Cards up, gents:
Sica:
Opponent:
There was no ace and no funny stuff on the board that ran , and Sica picks up the pot. With it comes the knockout, moving Little Man up over his starting stack and back to about 23,000.
We picked up the action on a flop as the player we know as Mr. Hug check-called a bet from Matt Brady on his direct left.
The turn came the , and the action check-checked to the river. Mr. Hug took the lead now, and his small bet of 4,000 sent Brady deep into the tank. He had just 15,000 chips left, and it would be several long minutes before he could make up his mind. He apologized to the table for taking so long, but he eventually made the (incorrect) call. When he splashed in the chips, Mr. Hug flashed , and Brady flung his cards into the muck.
"Hell of a game..." he said, trailing off. He's left with just 11,000 chips now.
Maybe Brady's Eagles will beat the Cowboys tonight to bring some good tidings back to the Philadelphia native.