Mick Heder had lost quite some chips and then got his stack of 484,000 in from the cutoff. Daniel Rose, coming fresh from folding pocket kings, looked him up from the small blind and the Dane was in desperate shape.
The board ran out and Heder made a runner runner flush to let Rose erupt in anger. "Why all the time, damn it. So sick," were just a few of the words he let out and a crowd gathered on the rail to see what happened. It was the last hand on table number three, as the redraw of the last two tables proceeded shortly after.