A bang on the table and Jim "Mr_ BigQueso" Collopy standing in a curiously Napoleonic pose alerted us to the fact that Martin Kabrhel was all in.
Kabrhel: 
Collopy: 
Board: 
Emperor BigQueso could not conquer his Czech tablemate, and Kabrhel doubled to 330,000 and the chip lead.
He begged, "Please don't win with nine high!" as he checked behind on the river of a 
board after having raised the turn (from 13k to 35k on the button). Feldman showed 
which was indeed good and Saar Wilf mucked muttering, "So bad, so bad.."
Their stacks remain pretty much even, though, as the 2k/4k level comes to an end.
Level: 13
Blinds: 2,500/5,000
Ante: 0
Andrew Robl's short stack is now positively Lilliputian, as he check-called 8,000, then 18,000, then finally 30,000 from Daniel Negreanu on every street of the 
board, before mucking to Negreanu's revelaed .
Negreanu - 420,000
Robl - 60,000
Andrew Robl just doubled himself off chip life-support, finding an ever-so-slightly better Ace than Daniel Negreanu in his 
(Negreanu held ). No spike or funny straight/flush business on the board and Robl has 139,000 again, to Negreanu's 341,000.
The first hitch in what's been a quick and painless-looking ascent through the rounds for Martin Kabrhel just occurred, when big blind Jim Collopy made a big shove (137,500) over his raise. He'd picked a bad time to risk it all, as Kabrhel made the call with 
, up against the 
of Collopy.
The flop: 
Turn:
River: !
With that river 275,000 heads back to Jim Collopy's side of the table, effectively returning the game to the beginning except reversing the slight chip lead over. Kabrhel's perfect calm cracked for a moment when the dealer accidentally counted a stack of 50k as one of 100k doubling the amount he had to call, but he soon smiled saying, "It was suited, you deserve it."
Huck Seed, playing at the other end of the same table, leaned over and said, "It was definitely worth it if the dealer is going to give you two to one on your stack at the end," stirring the pot a little.
After spending the last hour or so scaling Recovery Mountain, Huck Seed is sinking back down into short stack territory. We found him sighing at a 
flop on which Howard Lederer had moved all in to cover him. After a while he folded, mumbling something indistinguishable about top pair, and its back down to 130,000 with the blinds going up in two minutes.
He'd pushed back to 150k or so, and picked up 
preflop (if you remember, this was Negreanu's hand of the last round) which led to the prompt commital of his entire stack. Negreanu called with and they stared at the place where the board would be dealt.
came the flop - pretty good for Negreanu who suggested the dealer now, "Give him a ten!"
That's exactly what came on the turn: and now he had to root for, "No pair!"
Again the poker gods were listening to his requests, apparently, as the river came the 
. Flush for Negreanu; out for Robl.
...Before the clock strikes Level 14 for Day 2, or Level 5 for Round 4, depending on how you look at it.
Either way, back soon.
Level: 14
Blinds: 3,000/6,000
Ante: 0
