Paging Sammy Chauhan
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Stop the presses. Phil Hellmuth is having a bad day. He raised, and another player at his table reraised. Then one of the blinds called, and Hellmuth tossed out the extra chips, growling, "Thank you for three-betting." The flop came 
, and the blind checked. Hellmuth bet, and both players called. Same story after the 
on the turn. The river was the 
, and all three checked. Hellmuth tabled 
, good for the low half the pot against the blinds' 
. The other player mucked, and Hellmuth said, "Well, one of us was gonna get unlucky because he calls every three-bet."
A few hands later, Hellmuth got involved with the "serial caller" again. He just mucked when his opponent showed down a straight on a board with no low. He then put on his sunglasses and sat back in his chair, telling himself, "Shut up, Phil."