"You Can't Kill Me, Bitches!": Another Matusow Double

Level 19
: Blinds 25,000/50,000, 5,000 ante

Mike Matusow: A?10?6?7?5?8? / 4?
Dzmitry Urbanovich: 8?2? / 8?A?Q?J? / 5?
Mike Matusow was all in on sixth street against Dzmitry Urbanovich and called for a four or a nine to scoop for a double. Matusow erupted in cheer as he peeled the 4? to double up.
"You can't kill me, bitches!" he cheered.
"They can't kill you. No they f***ing can't," agreed Mike Thorpe, who just booked a prop bet with Ryan Miller at 1,800:1 odds that he will win WSOP Player of the Year.
Thorpe bet $100 on himself and stands to make $180,000 if he manages to win POY.
"You're drawing dead," David Rheem told him. "You've burnt money on better things."
Player | Chips | Progress |
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430,000
235,000
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235,000 |
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100,000
-220,000
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-220,000 |