Tidbits of Mediocre Interestingness
Two dramatic, yet small pots:
Tommy Vedes had an opponent all in for his last 2,900 holding to the at-risk player's . The gentleman who was all in stood up to sweat his fate as the dealer ran him a friendly flop. When the landed on fourth street, Vedes said, "Sit down, my friend," but the gentleman did not heed his advice. Instead, the on the river drew slow "ooooh" from everyone at the table, Vedes making his Broadway straight to earn the knockout. He's at about 11,000 now.
A minute later, we watched another all in play out between two players we don't recognize. The shorter of the two stacks turned up , all in for about 9,500. His opponent looked him up with , and the at-risk player wished him luck. "You don't mean good luck. You mean have fun!" came the reply.
"Well I don't want you to win..."
The dealer burned a card and flopped three with the showing right in the window. It wasn't actually a great as it looked, however, as the rest of the flop rolled out to nail both players squarely. The table reacted to the big flop. If the flop was dangerous for the pocket nines, the turn was a fine sight, filling him up to leave him safe to any card except the . The river was the though, and he's found a double the hard way.
"So sick. I door-card my set and I still have a huge sweat."