Dutch Courage
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With Ruben Visser raising it up to 300 from the button, Rolf Slotboom made it 1,250 from the small blind and Wetsteijn folded his big blind. Back round to Visser, who then announced "All in," without physically putting another chip in the pot.
"Snoops, are there any good looking girls outside?" asked Slotboom as he contemplated his decision.
"If you play aces like this, you do a good job," he added in his broad Dutch accent. "Sigh, maybe I make a big mistake."
After squirming in his seat incessantly, Slotboom eventually trickled his several thousand in chips over the line and showed
. Much to everyone's surprise, Visser could only table a 
... but still, it was ahead.As I have seen on numerous occasions, the usually cucumber cool Slotboom then positioned himself just inches away from the felt where the board was destined to hit before chanting like a man possessed, "Aces and kings, aces and kings, aces and kings."
Although the dealer didn't quite oblige, the
was pretty accommodating nonetheless. "Spades and tens, spades and tens, spades and tens," exclaimed Rolf, changing his plea. A 
on the turn was not what he asked for, and by the 
river, it was too late, Slotboom was gone.As his expression went sour and the manic behavior ceased, Slotboom shook the hand of each and every one of his opponents before making his way, mumbling "What was he representing?" as he left.