Follow Me, and I Will Make You Fishers of Men
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A poker tournament presents the thoughtful player with a never ending stream of close decisions, and these difficult choices often require several minutes to sort through. When a player "goes into the tank," the minutes of motionless staring can sometimes prompt people to call the clock, effectively limiting the process to another two minutes tops. Everybody has their own policy when it comes to clocking their opponents, but we seldom hear a player call the clock on themselves.
Danny Fisher found himself in the peculiar position of playing against an opponent who did just that, after Fisher moved all in for his last 36,400 on the turn. The board read 
by fourth street, and Fisher's stack was broken down in front of him for his opponent's appraisal, while the other player spent more than three minutes calculating his chances.
"Such a sick card on the turn," he said to himself. "It comes six, and it comes spade..."
Fisher engaged in casual conversation during the lengthy tank, offering cryptic pronouncements about the strength of his hand in an attempt to further confuse the agonized opponent.
Eventually, the player asked the dealer to call the clock, forcing himself to make a decision, and with the tournament director beginning to count down, he tossed his cards into the muck.
Fisher smiled when he saw the player fold, and he revealed the 
while dragging the pot. While he failed to lure his opponent in after making trips on the turn, Fisher managed to hook a big one nonetheless.
| Player | Chips | Progress |
|---|---|---|
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55,700
55,700
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55,700 |