It Was Bound to Happen
Since the dinner break, Vanessa Selbst and Toby Lewis have been constantly sparring. When they drew the same table after the money bubble burst, the battles continued, and it seemed as if a massive pot was pending.
Enter said massive pot.
Selbst opened to 35,000 from under the gun, Lewis called in the cutoff, and the button and blinds released. The flop fell , Selbst checked, and Lewis fired out 46,000. Selbst thought for a bit, then check-raised to 133,000. It was Lewis' turn to enter the tank, and when he reemerged, he made the call.
The turn was the , and with two hands Selbst slid forward 220,000. Lewis sat silently for a minute or so, reached for chips, and slide forward identical stacks of blue T5,000 chips, making the call.
A third heart - the - completed the board. Selbst cut out all of her red T25,000 chips, added a few blues, and slid out 460,000. Lewis scrunched his face and let out a sigh before asking the dealer to cut out the bet. When he did, Lewis started counting the chips he had in front of him.
Eventually, after sitting in agony for over two minutes, he folded.
"Don't show the bluff," he begged.
Selbst did not, tossing her cards into the muck.
"I wouldn't have shown either way."
Player | Chips | Progress |
---|---|---|
Vanessa Selbst |
1,671,000
596,000
|
596,000 |
Toby Lewis |
805,000
-395,000
|
-395,000 |
|