They Do Serve Decaf, If You Ask For It

We've made it clear several times how big the Pavilion room is. Kind of hard for one person to get the attention of the hundreds and hundreds sitting in here at the moment. Without a microphone, anyhow.

However, one excitable player recently managed to do just that. He'd been warned just a short while ago about using profanity, actually. But that couldn't stop him from jumping up and roaming his section just now after winning a sizable pot, loudly shouting "OOOOH... SHIP IT MOTHERF*&$^%!"

Mr. Expressive has been invited to take an orbit off to think about how best to manage his celebrations should future hands end in positive outcomes.