Allen Kessler just stopped by our desk none too happy as he had just been eliminated from the tournament.

He informed us that he had worked his stack up to 25,000 when he shoved from middle position with , which cleared the field all the way to the player in the big blind, who had 23,000.

“Do you know what he called me with?” Kessler asked. “Pocket threes.”

Kessler flopped a gutshot to a ten, but proceeded to blank both the turn and river.

Kessler then got his last 2,500 all in holding the and was once again flipping against pocket threes, but a three on the flop proved to be the final nail in his coffin.

“So frustrating,” he lamented to Howard Hankin.