On a flop of , Eric Froehlich led out from the small blind and Barry Greenstein called from late position. The turn came the and Froehlich check-called a bet from Greenstein. Same story when the hit the river.
Froehlich tabled for two pair, tens and nines. Greenstein's pocket sixes were toast and E-Fro raked in the pot. He's up to 33,000 while Greenstein is down to 26,000.
On a flop, we joined the action as Soheil Shamseddin was leading out with the first bet. Pat Walsh raised and Andre Akkari called before a fourth player stuck in another reraise. Shamseddin called, Walsh raised again, Akkari folded, and the other two opponents called the fourth bet. Got it so far?
On the turn, the drew a check from Shamseddin, and both he and the third opponent called the single big bet. That action repeated on the river.
Walsh showed for the baby full house, and it was good. The other two players mucked, and that nice pot moves Walsh up to about 49,000.
Joe Cassidy: Tell Howard Lederer about the "sickest game ever" that has been running at Aria. The rotation? 2-7 Triple Draw, Badeucey and Badacey. (Badeucey and its close cousin Badacey are newfangled Badugi variations where the best Badugi hand gets half the pot and the best 2-7 or A-5 lowball hand gets the other half).
Erick Lindgren: Develop whiplash while turning head repeatedly to check Lakers score.
A player over on Table 294 is currently reading his copy of Super System in between hands. It's open to the Limit Hold'em section, as you might guess, and it appears that our hero is getting a few last-minute pointers on this game.
Doyle Brunson is sitting right behind him at an adjacent table. He could have just asked the author if he needed a few tips.
Table 288, one of those Tables of Death that formed after the break, has just been broken out into the field. It created an interesting situation where Todd Brunson was moved to the table of his father Doyle. Everyone is a bit upset about this, most notably Todd and Doyle. The floor was called over, and he told the duo that, "It's all random," and that there is nothing he could do about the situation.
From what we formerly understood, there is a rule in place that permits family members to request to be moved away from each other in situations like this.
The floor man is currently on the phone with the higher-ups to see what the story is.
Seriously though, who wants to spend any more time with their family than they absolutely have to?
"Hello my baby, hello my honey!" Mike Matusow sing-yelled across the entire Blue section of the Amazon.
His sudden outburst into song came when he saw the number on the clock tick up to 171 just a few seconds ago. There was a pending registration situation involving Matthew Woodward, and it appears it has been settled as Woodward was just granted a very late registration into this event. Matusow is ecstatic.
Just a moment ago, Matusow looked over his shoulder and waved his arm high in the air at David Benyamine, who he's apparently just pipped in this prop bet. "Hello David!" Matusow yelled. The two of them carried on a shouting conversation three tables away from each other.
Benyamine: "They said it might be a mistake."
Matusow: "Might be. But it also might not be! Wanna make a deal, David?" (still waving his hand in the air.)
Matusow: "Sorry!" (still waving, now shaking his head too).
We picked up the action on the flop, just as the dealer put out . David Benyamine led out with a bet, and Jerrod Ankenman raised. John Monnette made the overcall, and Benyamine ducked out of the way.
That brought them heads up to the turn, and Ankenman fired again. Monnette called.
The filled out the board, and this time Ankenman check-called a bet from Monnette. We wouldn't get to see Ankenman's cards as Monnette tabled the winning for the Broadway straight, moving his stack up to 37,800.
The clock still tells us (or, more to the pot, tells Mike Matusow) that 170 players have unofficially entered our event. Matusow has the 171 in that aforementioned five-way prop bet, and he is sweating this out hard.
"The Mouth" is currently pacing back and forth from table to table, yelling at anyone who is within earshot. "One more!" he keeps saying. "That number ain't right. It's gonna change. We're gonna have one more."
For now, the number is stuck firmly at 170 (good news for David Benyamine), but we'll have the official number, as well as the prize pool information just as soon as it's official.