Wiped Out
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Level 6
: 150/300, 25 ante
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.