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Daniel Studer found himself all in for his tournament life just moments ago with 
versus the 
of Robert Campbell. With one card face down, Studer needed some help, and after peeling like no man has peeled (shouldn't that be pelt?) before, he exhaled in relief and announced "flush" with the 
.
Studer - 17,000
Campbell - 180,000
Michael Foti: 
/ 
Dale Phillips: (XXX) / 
- fold
Christopher George: 
/ 
Karina Jett: (XXX) / 
We joined the hand on fourth street. Michael Foti bet and all three players called.
In fact, Foti bet every street thereafter and every time he got three calls, until seventh when Phillips and Jett finally gave it up. George called, though, and turned over the wheel. A very relieved Foti had him just pipped for the high with a straight to six, and they chopped up the monstrous pot between the two of them.
Foti - 115,000
George - 170,000
There's been some interesting banter between Dutch Boyd and Brandon Cantu, and when Boyd found himself all in on third street, neither player hesitated in winding their opponent up.
On fourth street Cantu gave a scream of delight before betting, which was immediately reciprocated by Boyd on fifth upon seeing an ace. By sixth, Cantu had made a flush and sewn up half the pot, whilst Boyd could only take the low to survive.
After the final face-down card had been dealt, Cantu paused. "You first." "No, it's courteous for you to go first to know if I have a sweat," replied Boyd. "It's courteous, but it's not as dramatic," countered Cantu. "Turn it over, and make it a queen," continued Boyd.
In the end, Cantu conceded defeat and flipped first: ! Boyd's low stood and the pot was divided up.
"Forty," declared Boyd adamantly as if suggesting that his prediction of a comeback was now in process.
Brandon Cantu is up to about 175,000 after scooping a pot that crippled Chris Tryba and eliminated Dutch Boyd.
Cantu: {X}{X}/
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Tryba: {X}{X}/
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Boyd: {X}{X}/
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The betting was capped on third street and Boyd was all in on fourth street, having the lead on the board for the rest of the hand. Cantu bet every step of the way from fourth street on and showed 
for a flush and an 8-5-4-3-2 low. Tryba could not beat either and was left with just 8,000. Boyd admitted he was probably drawing dead on sixth street and vacated his seat, wishing Cantu good luck.
Dale Phillips, chip leader for much of the early part of today, has succumbed. We didn't catch what David Levi was holding to knock him out, but it beat Phillips' 
and sent him crashing towards the payout desk.
Topias Wahlbeck: (XXX) /
Robert Campbell: / 
Topias Wahlbeck is down to 50,000. He made it as far as seventh street and Robert Campbell checked to him, but Wahlbeck open-folded and let Campbell and his aces and fives take the pot. Campbell showed his down cards anyway - he'd actually made a full house.
Level: 18
Blinds: 0/0
Ante: 0
Christopher Nelligan: 
Odette Tremblay: 
- neither of these hands in any particular order
Chris Nelligan was all in on fourth street, and was all out by the time the cards had all been dealt.
"Thank you dealer, you're so nice to me," cooed Tremblay once her opponent had exited.
Joshua Karnad has just become our 25th place finisher.
That means it's time for a redraw. The clock has been paused while our remaining 24 play musical chairs.
Table 319
1. Regis Burlot
2. Odette Tremblay
3. Chris Tryba
4. David Levi
5. Karina Jett
6. Topias Wahlbeck
7. Allyn Marshall
8. Blair Rodman
Table 320
1. Jonathan Bascom
2. Dennis Seagle
3. Felipe Ramos
4. Robert Campbell
5. Brandon Cantu
6. Michael Foti
7. Jason Estock
8. Scott Lake
Table 322
1. Maxwell Troy
2. James Richburg
3. David Warga
4. Thomas Hunt
5. Christopher George
6. Bonnie Leinhos
7. Allen Bari
8. Kevin MacPhee
Christopher Tryba: {X}{X}/
Regis Burlot: {X}{X}/
Jonathan Bascom: {X}{X}/
On fifth street, Tryba moved in for 5,000, Bascom called, and Burlot raised to 12,000, leading to a second call from Bascom. However, it soon emerged that the raise was illegal, and after the floor was called, both players were forced to just complete.
Bascom check-called a bet on sixth street, but gave it up on seventh.
"I've just got a low," confessed Burlot as he flipped .
"What?," said Tryba excitedly. "You don't have a high?"
Clearly playing in the dark, Tryba began peeling his down cards one by one:
...
... 
"Yes!" he clapped, scooping the pot with a pair of fours and seven low.
Victory snatched from the jaws of defeat as Tryba recovers to 75,000.
