All Aboard the Chiu Chiu Train!
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I joined the action with a 
flop lying patiently in the middle, and David Chiu facing an all-in from his neighbor for around 50,000. Whilst receiving a man-ssage, Chiu commenced a dwell which would have made many a man crumble as he counted out his chips and paid his opponent the occasional sideways glance.
Eventually, the tension was interrupted by Chiu's foe who asked, "How long do I have to wait before I can call the clock?" "You can call the clock now," came the response. "OK, I'd like to call the clock."
About 20 seconds into the one-minute warning, Chiu picked up a stack of chips and plonked them onto the felt and flipped 
. His opponent could only muster 
.
"Oh no," she said as the turn came the 
, "I need a four." But her observations were academic as the river came the 
. "That is sick," she declared in a perhaps disgruntled manner. "That's a sick call."
As his victim left the table, Chiu responded: "Come next year," which induced chuckles mixed in with the odd disapproving noise. "What's wrong with that?" he said to the table, as well as Norman Chad who was lurking. "We're having fun, right?"
Sick call or not, Chiu is back up to a 165,000 after an up and down day.