A Big, Long Pot
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First into the pot from middle position, Dario Minieri opened with a raise to 1,050. On the button, Allan Baekke re-raised to 2,200, and Minieri called.
The flop came out
, and fireworks ensued. Minieri led out into the pot with a bet of 2,250. Baekke raised to 7,400, and Minieri came right back with a re-raise to 17,750. That move took Baekke aback."Wow," he said with a big sigh. "I'm not sure I can get away from this hand against you, Dario... I'm all in." With that, Baekke slid his remaing stack into the middle, 22,175 on top of Minieri's raise.
Now it was Dario's turn in the tank. After several minutes of gear turning, he too started talking. "Will you show me if I fold?" Baekke shrugged and said, "Probably not."
"Even just one?" pleaded Dario, flashing puppy-dog eyes. "I can't give you all the information," responded Baekke.
The entire hand had taken at least eight or ten minutes by now, and the tournament clock was ticking down to the break. "I'm sorry, but I need the break," said Baekke. "I have to call the clock. I'm sorry."
Dario understood. "No, you're right." The floor man was just about to give the ten-second countdown when Minieri quietly said, "Okay, I fold."
With that, Baekke took down the big pot, and the table headed off to break. Don't worry about Dario. He's had a fine start to his day, and he still has 46,825 chips to work with after the first two hours.