Less for Mordue
Santos quickly called that bet, and the river came the . Santos tapped the felt, and Mordue tried again, betting 66,000 this time. Santos asked how much and quickly made the call.
"It's good," said Mordue, reluctant to turn over his hand. The table wouldn't let him get away with it though, and Mordue tabled a useless , playing the board. Santos flipped over his with a loud, "Pasame la salsa!" The sauce was indeed passed to him, and he picks up a nice pot to move up close to 500,000.
That slip knocks Mordue down to about 260,000.