"That sucked," Matthew Kelly told us as he began packing his things. We didn't catch the hand, but Kelly summed it up. "I had a lot of chips and pissed them away. My fault."
| Player | Chips | Progress |
|---|---|---|
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Busted |
"That sucked," Matthew Kelly told us as he began packing his things. We didn't catch the hand, but Kelly summed it up. "I had a lot of chips and pissed them away. My fault."
| Player | Chips | Progress |
|---|---|---|
|
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Busted |
Level 14 has come to an end which means it is time for the remaining players to enjoy a one-hour dinner break. We're off to do the same.
Level: 15
Limits: 2,500/5,000
Ante: 500
We're barely back from the dinner break and we already have our first casualty. Mr. Philip Tom was eliminated over at Table 451, and given the fact that Raymond Dehkharghani is still stacking chips, we can only assume that he did the deed.
| Player | Chips | Progress |
|---|---|---|
|
|
Busted | |
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Things looked bleak for Jon Turner upon returning from dinner as evidenced by his tweet:

PearlJammed Jon Turner 54k at dinner in $5k Stud, but down to 27k after 1 hand back, (JJ)22xxx loses to
June 04 2012
44... Ez game for him...
Luckily for Turner, things turned around a couple hands later when he doubled through Tim Finne. We're not sure of the action, but we do know Turner had 





laid out in front of him while Finne had 




(X).
| Player | Chips | Progress |
|---|---|---|
|
|
46,000
11,000
|
11,000 |
|
|
42,000
18,000
|
18,000 |
|
|
||
Jeffrey Yass completed with the
, and David Singer called along with the
up.
Yass: (x-x) /
/ (x)
Singer: (x-x) /
/ (x)
Both men checked on fourth street, and Yass put in bets on fifth and sixth. Seventh street went check-check again. Yass tabled his hand first, revealing
/
, and kings up were the best hand. He drags that pot to move up close to 60,000, while Singer drops down into the danger zone with less than three big bets.
| Player | Chips | Progress |
|---|---|---|
|
|
58,000
20,000
|
20,000 |
|
|
12,000
1,000
|
1,000 |
David Singer completed the bet with the
, and Shaun Deeb called along with the
up.
Singer: (x-x) /
/ (x)
Deeb: (x-x) /
/ (x)
Deeb bet his lead on fourth, and then check-called Singer's all-in on fifth. We only saw the
of Deeb as he mucked his third down card. Singer could beat a pair of nines. He rolled over
/
, and he's found a double.
Deeb, on the other hand, is now the one down in the danger zone. He's got just 6,600 left.
| Player | Chips | Progress |
|---|---|---|
|
|
23,000
11,000
|
11,000 |
|
|
6,600
45,400
|
45,400 |
|
|
||
After a player completed with the
, Victor Ramdin two-bet with the
. David Rosenau then woke up with a three-bet with the
, the completer folded and Ramdin made the call. The latter proceeded to call bets on the next three streets, which included Rosenau's all-in bet of 4,800 on sixth.
Rosenau:
{Kh / 


/ 
Ramdin: 
/ 


/ 
Rosenau's kings were the best hand from the get go and never relinquished the lead.
| Player | Chips | Progress |
|---|---|---|
|
|
70,000
18,000
|
18,000 |
|
|
||
|
|
44,000
17,000
|
17,000 |
Shaun Deeb is on the comeback trail. We just watched him complete with the
, and Freddie Ellis followed him into the pot with the
.
Deeb: (x-x) /
/ (x)
Ellis: (x-x) /

Deeb bet it the whole way, and his bet on seventh street put him all in for his last 4,300. When Ellis called, he showed
/
, and it seems likely that he made a jack-high straight by fifth street. Ellis couldn't beat it, and that pot has moved Deeb all the way back up to 43,000 after being crippled just a few minutes ago.
It seems he did some doubling while we weren't looking, too.
| Player | Chips | Progress |
|---|---|---|
|
|
55,000
10,000
|
10,000 |
|
|
||
|
|
43,000
36,400
|
36,400 |
|
|
||
The WSOP's most beloved son, Jon Aguiar just showed up on the rail.
He spent a few minutes chatting over here, scoping out the tournament area and making snide small-talk. It eventually ended over on the far end of the tables as he stopped to chat with Shaun Deeb.
"Hey, Shaun," Aguiar began. "I have more chips than you."
"Yeah, but you're in a different event, right?" Deeb asked.
"Yeah, the noon," Aguiar answered. "We started with 4,500 chips..."
Deeb cracked a smile. "You wanna cross book?"
"Nope," Aguiar answered flatly. "I just want to needle you."