"Who Needs Those Pennies Anyway?"

Erick Lindgren opened to 4,000 from under the gun, Tom Alner three-bet to 9,200 from the cutoff, and Brandon Cantu cold four-bet to 24,000 on the button. Lindgren moved all in, Alner folded, and Cantu snap-called.

Lindgren:
Cantu:

Cantu's kings held as the board came , and Lindgren stood from his seat.

"I'm gunna flip the script on you one of these days," he told Cantu, as he headed towards the payout desk near the Blue Section of the Amazon Room, rather than the one right here in Tan.

"Erick!" a tournament director called to Lindgren. "Over here."

Lindgren quickly realized his mistake, and changed directions.

"Who needs those pennies, anyway?" he asked no one in particular. "Oh yeah, I do!"