Bonnie Leinhos was all in for her last 2,500 (not a typo) on third street and betting continued between Christopher George and Allen Bari. At the end of it, though, neither player could beat Leinhos' two pair and eight low, and she roughly quadrupled to 11,000, giggling.
Short and struggling is Jason Estock. He has 55,000 and just split a pot with neighbor Michael Foti, although he could do with scooping if he's going to go into the final day with a playable stack.
Topias Wahlbeck and Blair Rodman were both all in on third street and Christopher Tryba covered them both.
However, all hopes for a double elimination (it's very late) were dashed when Wahlbeck and Rodman ended up chopping the pot, Rodman getting around 50,000 while Wahlbeck's new stack weighed in at 38,000.
Topias Wahlbeck was all in again, up against both Karina Jett and chip daddy David Levi - but once again he survived, taking the high with a pair of queens while Jett took the low.
"All in number..." said tablemate Allyn Marshall; please insert the number of your choosing.
A Kodak moment for Michael Foti, as his flush and seven low were good to scoop a pot out of the hands of Robert Campbell. Campbell, reduced to 103,000 glared at him accusingly as he stacked up his new 162,000 stack.
Bonnie Leinhos is threatening to mount a comeback to emulate Rocky 6. Having been down to a bowl of rice just several hands ago, she's now back up to 80,000 and in no mood to slow down.
With showing to Christopher George's , Leinhos led out before warning, "I'm not a checking girl. It's all going in." "Oh I know it is," replied George with a smile.
"Surprisingly, I bricked," confessed George before making a reluctant fold.
"Oh Jesus," cried Brandon Cantu in horror when Jason Estock got the last of his chips in on fifth street and revealed trip jacks. With no low draw, Cantu ordered his last down card to be a queen or a seven, but it wasn't and Estock doubled up to 90,000. Cantu was left with a similar amount.
"I had no business being in that pot," declared Cantu and got up from the table.
An interesting three-way hand developed on Table 319, if only because Blair Rodman was inches away from mucking a winning hand.
On seventh, Burlot called a bet from Jett before announcing a low and flipping his face down cards. Jett had trips for the high.
Rodman, meanwhile, who'd moved all in on an earlier street and was standing over the table, collated all his cards together and lifted them into the air as if to suggest a muck, before reexamining them and resting them face-up onto the table. As the dealer ran his finger down each rag card, it emerged that Rodman had indeed pipped Burlot for the low.
Burlot threw his hands up into the air and walked away from the table whilst bellowing a French word that translates as female dog. "I'm sorry, I didn't see it," apologized Rodman.
"You're lucky you were all in," added the tournament director. "Because you were all in, you had to show, otherwise I would have killed your hand. Once you lift all the cards into the air, your hand is dead."