Ivey, Ivey, Ivey!
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A middle-aged gentleman raised to 150 under the gun, and Phil Ivey (in matching jeans and jean jacket) defended his big blind to see a heads-up flop.
It came 
, and Ivey check-called a continuation bet of 200. On the 
turn, Ivey once again checked it over, and his opponent slid out 425 chips in a clumsy, technicolor mess. Ivey responded with a check-raise to 1,500 straight, and his opponent quickly called. The 
river drew a leading bet of 3,000 from Mr. Ivey, and the other player again wasted no time calling, splashing in the chips and cueing the showdown.
Ivey had it, there's a shocker. He tabled 
for the trip fives, and his opponent slapped his cards into the muck to leave himself less than 2,000 chips. Ivey, on the other hand, has started this day off well. He's one of the big stacks thus far, having pushed his count up to about 15,500.