Don't Steal Alexander's Children
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Action folded to Gary Friedman on the button, and he raised all in for 137,000. James Alexander called from the small blind. Friedman held the 
, and Alexander had the 
.
The flop came down 
, and Friedman stayed in front with ace high. On the rail, Alexander's friend gave the play-by-play action on the phone to someone on the other end. Alexander stood and watched, hoping to hit and win the pot to bust Friedman, asking, "Just give me a ten, please, and end it."
The turn was the 
, and Alexander turned to his railbird on the phone to tell him he hit a nine for a pair to take the lead. The railbird filled in to person on the other side. "He hit a nine, now he's in front with a pair."
"Keep it low!" pleaded Alexander.
The dealer ripped off the 
on the river, and Alexander gave a subtle fist pump as he won the pot. Friedman was eliminated, while Alexander climbed to 1.625 million in chips.
Alexander went over and fist bumped with his friend, then returned to the table. "These are my children, boys," he said, pointing to his chips. "Those are my children, the blinds," he continued about being in the small blind at the time. "Do not try to steal my children. I'll call with anything."
| Jogador | Fichas | Oscilação |
|---|---|---|
|
1,625,000
215,000
|
215,000 |
|
Eliminado |