Seiver Stands His Ground
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From the cutoff seat, Mike McDonald opened to 14,000, and Scott Seiver flatted next door on the button. In the big blind, Erik Seidel squeezed in a reraise to 50,000 total. That folded McDonald out of the way, but Seiver plucked the calling chips off his stack and dropped them into the pot.
The flop brought 
, and Seiver called Seidel's 75,000-chip continuation bet. The 
dropped on the turn, and Seidel wasn't slowing down now. He put out another 160,000 chips, and Seiver looked a bit distraught as he tanked and called off a significant chunk of his remaining stack.
The scary 
completed the board, and Seidel didn't bother to hide his uncertainty. He shifted in his chair and scratched at his bottom lip as he started down longingly at the board. At one point, he let out a big, telling sigh of confusion, then went back to the lip-scratching and board-staring. After a few long minutes, he checked, and Seiver checked it right back with a sigh of relief.
Seidel could only show down 
for ace-high, and Seiver's 
earned him a nice chip-up.
After the hand, the two men chatted for a bit about what had just transpired. "That was a gift, not a bluff," Seidel said with a smirk. "At least, fourth street was a special gift."
"That was a good first level," Seiver surmised as he stacked up the pot. He's got to be close to 700,000 now, but we'll have to wait a moment to get a better count than that.