Scott Shelley raised to 47,000 from the button, and JP Kelly gave him a good stare. After about twenty seconds, he announced an all in. Shelley was already starting to stand up from his chair as he took one last peek at his hole cards and made the call with a shot at snatching the bracelet, like right now. Cards on their backs, gents:
Shelley: 
Kelly: 
Shelley's boisterous cheerleaders pressed in on the table and erupted in a storm of cheers. "Threeeeeee!" came a wave of full-throat shouting. Kelly's British mates on the rail were a bit more subdued, clearly a bit nervous for the fate of their countryman. With the tension mounting by the second, and the noise building to a deafening crescendo, the dealer burned a card.
The 
appeared right in the door, and the dealer froze for what seemed like an eternity. After what must have been an hour (or 1.5 seconds), he rolled out the full 
flop to a volcanic eruption of noise from Team Shelley. Even he himself could no longer contain his joy, pumping his fist and letting out one beastly, "Yes!!!" before he gathered himself in gentlemanly silence.
The turn 
ended it all right there, and Kelly gave a quick handshake and was whooshed off through the ropes in a blink as he was drawing dead and out of chips. He wasn't even around for the 
river, the last card of the day and the one that finally put the bracelet on Shelley's wrist.
There's not much else we can say about JP Kelly that we haven't already said. His bid to become the youngest triple bracelet winner has just managed to elude him this time, and we'd guess the £80,000 he'll be picking up won't be much consolation for him tonight. He's to be congratulated on another impressive performance here this week, though, one that had the poker world (and most specifically the British poker world) chattering like giddy schoolchildren.
The good news for JP is that he still has about 18 months in which to try and accomplish that youngest-ever thing, and you can bet we'll be right there when he has another go at it.
Good game, JP.
