Okay, the title's a little unfair, as he stuck his chips in ahead, but I just couldn't resist.
Doug Carli raised to 21,000 in late position, leaving himself just 3,500 behind, and immediately behind him, Jacobo Fernandez flat-called.
The flop came and Carli made the inevitable mini-shove; Fernandez made the inevitable call and they were on their backs. Carli was massively ahead with his dominating Fernandez' , but it wasn't to last as Fernandez hit the turn and with no help for Carli from the river, he's OUT.
Astonishingly, in what was a hat trick of action-packed hands, Scott Seiver is OUT. All in... would you believe it... preflop, Scott and his was unable to Russell Harriman out of the hand as the latter revealed a dominating . No nine came to save Seiver and the American was gone.
Scott Seiver, whose stack has seen more action than a Die Hard flick, has just encountered yet another preflop all-in showdown, this time against Jacobo Fernandez. In what was a classic coinflip situation, Seiver's needed to avoid a king or ace against the Big Slick of Fernandez. However, it wasn't to be, as the board came to give Fernandez a timely double up and Seiver a face like a bulldog chewing a wasp.
Zachary King raised to 16,000 on the cutoff, and short stack Philip Yeh made it all in for 39,000 total from the button. Call.
On their backs, Yeh was in trouble -- he'd smacked his right into King's and there was no miracle for him on the board, meaning that he is, obviously, OUT.
Scott Seiver raised the pot from the button, only for big blind Joe Tehan to re-pot him. Seiver was having none of this and went all in. Tehan called, and Seiver was very unhappy to see that his was miles behind Tehan's . Nothing changed on the board, and Tehan is up to a monstrous 470,000 while former chip leader Seiver is down to 135,000.
David Singer's dropped a fair few chips without seeing any flops -- most unusual...
Two hands in a row, Singer raised to 16,000 but laid it down to a re-pot behind. Then he tried a different tack and just limped in, but again laid it down to a raise from the button. He's not quite singing his swan song yet, but Singer down to around 115,000 - a fairly hefty drop.
There isn't a lot of information making its way across the room in the greasy mitts of our field reporters, from which we may infer that the action is pretty slow right now, everyone desperate to make the final table now they've made it this far. There are a few 10-or-12-big-blind-sized stacks though, so it's just a matter of time...
It's a bit strange writing about all these players but never really seeing what they look like, so in order to put names to faces, I decided to pop over to our final two tables, if only to get a feel of the current atmosphere as the big bucks approach.
Surprisingly, although there's little in the way of chit-chat, everyone seems to be pretty relaxed, Brandon Schaefer ever-smiling as always, and Dave Singer looking as though he does this every day, which I guess he almost does. Also looking upbeat is Robert Lipkin, possibly the chattiest, most amicable player on his table at the moment.
In contrast, Eric Shanks is keeping his thoughts to himself and remaining relatively quiet. With his shirt pulled over his mouth like a cowboy's bandana, he seems highly focused on the matter at hand and determined not to make even the slightest of slip-ups.