Saab Looks His Man Up
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It showed up
. Madon checked, allowing Saab to continue his lead with a bet of 1,200. The cutoff folded, and Madon pulled out a stack of yellow raising chips. After a moment, he decided to just flat call.Fourth street:
. Both men checked.The river brought the
. Without hesitation, Madon announced, "Twenty-five hundred," flipping that amount casually forward."Really?!" said Saab immediately. He sat for several minutes, fingering his chips and shooting the occasional glance over at his stone-faced opponent. Finally, after about five minutes, Saab did indeed make the call, prompting Madon to immediately muck his cards. Saab takes down a nice little pot without showdown, and he has climbed up to right around the 20,000-chip mark.