Table 309 is Missing a Drunk Player
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After the 90-minute dinner break, Sean Winter returned to the Purple Section of the Amazon Room five minutes into Level 4. Upon arriving to his table, he was surprised to find that a very inebriated man was sitting in his assigned seat.
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A few members of the WSOP staff ventured over to the table to help the gentleman out, but he didn't want to leave the table. He was certain that Winter was sitting in his seat. After doing some research, the floor discovered that the player's name was Michael Nelson, and his original table was no longer in play.
Gulp.
With the help of the staff, Nelson stumbled out of the Purple Section so that their scavenger hunt wouldn't disturb the other players. Lead Tournament Supervisor Charlie Ciresi started to ask Nelson questions.
"Have you ever seen this room?" he asked Nelson.
"Yes!" he belted. "I'm sitting RIGHT OVER THERE!!!"
His index finger waved in the direction of Table 444 as he mumbled something about his opponents being afraid of him. Without any clues present, Ciresi and his fellow staff members appeared stumped. That's when ESPN's Andrew Feldman received a hot tip from Matthew Haugen:
Ciresi stared at Feldman's phone, reading the tweet intently. He turned his attention from the mobile device to Feldman, who shrugged.
"OK," Ciresi said.
He informed Nelson that they were going to move him to the Pavilion Room, and he nodded, hiking up his baggy shorts and sticking an unlit cigarette in his mouth. As he tried to double around and exit the Amazon Room, Nelson started to fall, but thankfully, one of our reporters was there to catch him.
"I KNOW EXACTLY WHERE I AM!" Nelson shouted as he trudged down the hallways of the Rio, his unlit cigarette dancing on his lips.
After entering the Pavilion Room, Ciresi turned to Nelson and asked him a familiar question.
"Have you seen this room?"
"YEP!" Nelson blurted.
Pulling his pants up every 90 seconds or so, Nelson slowly made his way to the middle of the Yellow Section in the Amazon Room. When he arrived at Table 309, the eight players at the table were all grinning.
"He would come back with the head of security," Maurice Hawkins commented.
Nelson took his seat just in time to act out of turn in a raised pot, throwing out a three-bet before Hawkins made his decision. Hawkins opted to call the raise, which meant that Nelson's bet stood, and the action folded back to the original raiser who called the three-bet. Hawkins put in a reraise, making it 6,000 to go, and both Nelson and the original raiser folded.
Hawkins showed two aces.
Ciresi, who stood by the entire time to make sure that the handoff to the floor person in the Yellow Section went smoothly, stepped in to give Nelson a one-hand penalty. That's when the table broke.
Even Ciresi had to laugh - Nelson was headed back to the Amazon Room.
With Ciresi, a second floor person, and a security guard in tow, Nelson stumbled all the way out of the Pavilion Room with a bag of chips in one hand, and his shorts in another.
"By the way, Mr. Nelson," the second floor person told him. "We're going to have to cut you off."
"Good," Nelson mumbled.
Finally, after a total of 30 minutes, Nelson found his new home at Table 378 Seat 1, where the shenanigans continued...
| Player | Chips | Progress |
|---|---|---|
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34,000
34,000
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34,000 |