Ramos Stands Strong
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Felipe Ramos was the preflop raiser, and he called a three-bet from an opponent across the table in the small blind. Heads up, the dealer spread out 
, and the action went check-check. On the turn, the 
drew another check from the small blind, and Ramos took his cue to make a standard bet. It was called, and the 
completed the board. When the small blind checked again, Ramos took his cue to fire out 4,000, but his opponent check-raised all in for 12,600 total. Ramos had the exact same chip count, so the decision was for double or nothing at all.
After what couldn't have been more than 90 seconds, a player not involved in the hand called the clock. Ramos protested, but the dealer made the floor call, and the man arrived. "Un minuto," he said as he approached the table, directing his comment to nobody in particular. Ramos, deep in thought, didn't appear to hear or acknowledge the clock counting down, and he spent the better part of his time pleading his case with the man who had clocked him.
"Ten... nine..." began the count from the floorman, and Ramos began to get pretty upset. His Spanish quickened as he tried to explain what was happening, but the floorman kept on counting down: "Three... two... one...." As he hit zero, he made the finger-across-the-throat gesture to indicate that the hand was dead.
But Ramos was having none of it. He held his cards firmly under his right hand and waved the first finger on his left back and forth. "No, no, no," he insisted, and the floorman finally took a moment to listen. When he heard Ramos' side of the story, he asked the dealer to confirm, and she admitted that he'd only been given a short while to think. "Okay," the floor said. "Juega (play)."
Ramos only needed another 30 seconds or so to decide, and he finally grabbed the last of his stack and plunked them into the middle with some gusto. His opponent made a motion to see the cards, and Ramos went ahead and turned over his 
. When the opponent nodded and mucked, Ramos pounded his fist on the felt in celebration, stepping away from the table for just a moment to gather himself before stacking up the knockout pot.
| Player | Chips | Progress |
|---|---|---|
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36,000
18,500
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18,500 |
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