He's the King of the Castell
Mercier raised to 6,300 and, without a moment's, thought Castelluccio made it 20,000 from the big blind. Equally quickly and without expression, Mercier threw in a stack of yellow 5,000 chips, enough to cover Castelluccio -- and there was a short pause while Castelluccio examined his remaining 40,000. He called.
Mercier:
Castelluccio:
Phil Laak stood up for absolutely no reason, and declared, "Good luck, boys, this is what they call a race! Giddy up! Giddy up!" Too much sugar for Mr Laak.
Nevertheless:
Board:
Laak: "Well, you won a race."
Then he muttered something about ace-king never losing, which was clearly not true, and shook Castelluccio by the hand.
Castelluccio up to 120,000.