Justin Smith just made what only can be described as a great lay down in a pot that took 20 minutes to play out. Four players limped to see a flop where Smith led for 7,500, called only by Jeff Madsen. The turn came and Smith led for 18,800 after two minutes thought. Madsen called to see the turn where he faced a 34,000 bet from Smith. Smith took after two minutes to make that bet but Madsen took half the time before quietly announcing "All-in" for 59,500.
"Wow, you really have ?" said Smith. Smith was getting a great price on the call but after thinking for ten minutes he folded then asked Madsen "Can you show? I'll owe you one." Madsen table the for the bottom end of the straight flush. Smith said he had and everyone believed him after tanking so long and the speech he have. He's left with 35,000 now where Madsen is up to 155,000.
Limited to one, for Joe Serock. His very short stack was in need of a boost to get through to the final 18 (where the money lives) and he gave it a shot with , looked up by Joe Serock with .
The flop: ... still safe for Greenstein with a couple of little pairs, but the turn brought in the straight for Serock, which held on the river. Play pauses as balancing continues.
Yasuhiro Waki limped in before Michael Schwartz raised the pot. Waki called, and they saw a flop, as is traditional.
Flop:
Waki fired out a pot-sized bet, and then sat very still, staring very intensely at Schwartz, his mouth slightly agape. Schwartz tanked up for some time.
"You got me covered?" he asked eventually. There was no answer, but Waki sat back and covered his face. Schwartz tanked for a while longer but eventually folded, muttering something about a straight flush draw.
Waki now banged the table with a force that usually suggests to us either that a player has been all in or, sometimes, comes from Italy, and he made a noise that sounded like, "YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!". Knowing that Waki had neither been all in, nor was a member of one of the more expressive nations, this did seem somewhat excessive.
Waki's new friend Willie Tann took his arm and told him, "You must keep cool. Keep cool!" - but Waki couldn't stop grinning as he increased his stack to 90,000.
"If you slam the table when you win a pot, imagine how I feel," said the understandably somewhat sourer Schwartz, who was left with 60,000.
Scott Fischman, patient to the last, even after getting his small comeback-pile removed 15 minutes ago, finally raised on the button to 9k, effectively saying to potential caller Christopher Chau, "This is it, come on, and the other half..." while actually saying, "Do it! Put me out of my misery! Someone..."
Chau just called and then bet as a formality on the flop. In went Fischman's last grain with vs. Chau's . A lot of potential fizzled out like a cheap firework on Bonfire Night as the turn and river fell and we're down another one.
The same Jeff came out on top in what turned out to be a pretty big pot just now - Jeff Kimber raising preflop to 6k and picking up Jeff Madsen (again) for the ride along the board to the river. It was a bumpy one, with Madsen in the blind betting out repeatedly, Kimber in position doggedly calling. The turn bet was 11,600 with the board standing and after a small think Kimber called. The river was a pairing . Out bet Madsen once more, with a deep reach of yellow 1k chips (about 22k). Representing around half Kimber's stack, this decision was fairly important, but when he announced, "Call," it turned out he'd made the right one.
"King high," admitted Madsen flatly, while Kimber showed down to win the pot.