Nelson Slurs His Way to the Exit
Michael Nelson, the most inebriated player in the room, has just left the Amazon Room in search for perhaps a better bar to drink in.
Nelson moved all in before the flop for about 21,000 chips and James Oliver moved all in over the top, getting the other players to fold.
"Turn your cards over," the dealer told Nelson, who flipped over the 
.
Nelson grunted.
"Turn both your cards over," the dealer continued as Nelson smiled before he showed the 
.
Oliver showed 
and was well in the lead, but it seemed like most players were rooting for Nelson to stay in to give themselves a chance to win some of his chips.
The board ran out 
and Nelson was knocked out.
"I won!" Nelson yelled.
"He's got you covered," the dealer told Nelson, who shrugged.
"Well, good luck with it," Nelson said, as the dealer began dealing the next hand.
All players except for Nelson were being dealt into the next hand, as he remained seated at the table.
"We gonna smoke now, black?" Nelson yelled over to Maurice Hawkins, who was at his former table in the Pavilion Room.
Hawkins laughed and smiled, and as Nelson finally left the room he said, "Where ever that guy gets his money, there's probably a lot more!"
| Player | Chips | Progress |
|---|---|---|
|
48,000
48,000
|
48,000 |
|
|
Busted |