Gold Getaway
Glancing up at the ever-present boom mike positioned just above his head, Gold joked "It's like the Angel of Death."
Just now Gold had a hand in which a player on the button raised to 800 and Gold called from the big blind. Both checked the flop. The turn was the . Gold bet 1,000, and his opponent called.
The river brought the , and Gold bet 2,575, leaving himself just a single 25 chip behind. His opponent went into the tank.
"If somebody is going to send me home, I hope it's you," said Gold. "What are the chances I have a straight?" he added.
"You're talking me into calling," said Gold's adversary. But after a minute or two more, he folded, showing the .
Gold dragged the pot, showing the table his as he did. He's still alive with 8,700.