From the cutoff seat, Dan Fleyshman raised to 48,000 (an educated guess on the amount, as we can't really see very well during this hand), and Roland de Wolfe reraised. We won't even guess at the amount of the three-bet (okay we will; it was about 150,000), because Fleyshman instantly splashed the call into the pot, and the dealer pulled the bets in before we could catch a glimpse.
Anyways, enough guessing. We know for certain that the flop was , and de Wolfe checked. In his favorite move, Fleyshman grabbed a fist full of nickel chips and slid out a bet of 115,000 like a string of red pearls across the felt. De Wolfe gave it just a cursory look before pitching his cards into the muck.
That pot puts Fleyshman over the two-million chip mark, the first one to crest that milestone here today. He's at 2,005,000, dropping de Wolfe down under 1.2 million.
Brian Powell raised to 57,000 under the gun and got calls from Roland de Wolfe in the cutoff and Fabrizio Baldassari in the big blind. They saw a flop.
Flop:
Baldassari bet out 150,000 and Powell flat-called. De Wolfe folded, and they were heads up to the turn.
Turn:
Baldassari bet out again, this time 170,000. Powell thought about it for a moment, and then announced all in for an additional 146,000, looking as though he was concentrating very hard indeed. After a moment Baldassari gave it up.
Powell showed him for his trouble.
Powell moved up to 700,000 with that. Baldassari looked rather frustrated as he dropped to 600,000.
Under the gun, Dan Fleyshman limped into the pot, and the three players to his left folded. Action was on Nicolas Levi, and he capped his cards and sat in "The Thinker" pose for a long while. He was gazing at Fleyshman, and Levi eventually grabbed all 420,000 of his chips and slid them forward.
The table quickly folded back around to Fleyshman, and he smirked at the decision. He and Levi bantered for a few quick seconds, but the limper eventually figured a fold was his best play, and he released his cards into the muck.
Well, the dealers at least are doing their best to put a swift end to this - although the players don't seem to be biting.
Just now Dan Steinberg raised to 50,000, but got no callers. He showed the table pocket queens. That's queens twice and a set of kings we've had shown so far - and we're only halfway through the level.
There was a raise from Daniel Steinberg (and possibly an action in between that we couldn't see), and Marc Inizan moved all in for an additional 268,000. Steinberg had the dealer cut down the bet, and Inizan got a bit chatty, drawing Steinberg's attention.
"This was a call until you started talking," he said, and he promptly folded. Inizan let him flip over one card (it looked like the ) and everyone seemed content with the result. Particularly Inizan, who is now up over 380,000.
Brian Powell was in the hijack seat when he opened the last pot with a raise to 51,000. Next door, Daniel Steinberg didn't waste any time reraising to 126,000, and this blogger noticed some particularly shaky hands as the chips came forward. In any event, the action wasn't done there. In the small blind, Ronald Lee cut out four-betting chips, and he made it 285,000 total.
Powell has a great stare, and he flashed it in the direction of each of his opponents before electing to fold. Back on Steinberg, he paused for a moment to send a glare of his own at Lee, and he moved a stack of reds out of the way to get at his high-denomination white chips. He was just pump-faking, though; unable to pull the trigger, Steinberg said something quietly and then released his cards back to the dealer.
The chips are close, but it looks like Ronald Lee has inched almost even with Dan Fleyshman with that pot. He's got about 1.95 million by our counts (in fact, they both do), but we'll try to get a better eyeball momentarily.
From the button, David Peters moved all in for his last 340,000. Roland de Wolfe was next door in the small blind, and he made the call with plenty of chips to cover Peters. Big blind (and short stack) Marc Inizan was more than happy to fold out of the way, and de Wolfe had Peters at risk as the cards were turned up.
Showdown
Peters:
De Wolfe:
It was good news for the at-risk Peters, and he was in a good spot to chop the pot at worst. "Be careful," Levi warned, sensing trouble. "He's good at these."
Indeed, that was the best foreshadowing we've seen tonight. The dealer burned a card and dealt three face-down, then flipped them over for the flop. The was sitting right in the window like a diamond-studded sword in Peters' back. The full flop rolled out , vaulting de Wolfe into an improbable lead. Or maybe not so improbable, according to Levi.
The turn was the , and Peters was already standing to gather his things, one card from elimination. There would be no stay of execution; the filled out the board, and it was handshakes all around for the nine survivors.
Peters has had a great run at the WSOPE, making the final table in Event #1. This run deep into the money was his tenth career WSOP cash. His bid for a second final table and potential Main Event glory, however, has fallen just short in the eleventh hour. He's out in 10th place as the final table bubble boy, taking home £54,114 as a consolation prize, but we'd imagine it's little consolation when it's all said and done.
Stay tuned for a recap of today's action and the lineup for tomorrow's final table in just a moment...