Young Grows Old Waiting For the Call
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Tom Lee raised to 25,000 from early position, and Niko Deininger made the call a few seats over. When the action came around to Thomas Young, he squeezed all in for 253,000. Cue the Tom Lee show.
Standing up from his chair, Lee began looking off into space as he considered the decision. He already had the calling chips cut out in front of his stack, and he started chatting. "What's your online name," he said in his broken English. "What's your screen name? What site you play on?" Young remained motionless. "What, you wanna go home?" Lee continued. "You want me to send you home?" After another minute of needling, Lee eventually passed, and the decision was back on Deininger.
"My turn," he said, sitting back down from the perch he'd established on top of his chair. Now it was he who was talking through things. "I mean... you did this before. This is not the first time." It was another couple minutes before he finally talked himself into the call. It was the wrong one:
Deininger: 
Young: 
Lee claimed he'd folded the other two sevens, but the dealer wouldn't let him reach into the muck to prove it. In any event, the board ran out clean, coming 
, and Young has found his double. He's up around 550,000 now, leaving Deininger with just a few thousand chips. He was eliminated just a moment later.