"A tough day at the office," Andrew Scott sighed as we passed by his table. He was sitting as a short stack with fewer than 10,000 chips. On our next pass he was eliminated. He got his chips in the middle ahead, tabling against an opponent's .
"Picture, picture!" Scott begged the dealer. Instead he heaved a sigh on a flop of . He was out of his chair with the turn and out of the tournament on the river.