Eastgate Pries for Information
That sent Eastgate deep into the tank for more than five minutes. He sat studying Cretu intently as he played with his chip stack. He cut the call out as if he were going to call, then shot another glance at his opponent, gauging the reaction. Then he separated his hole cards and put his fingers on them as if about to muck and stared once again at Cretu.
"Will you show if I fold," he asked with a smile. There was no response, not even a flinch from his opponent.
Finally, Eastgate released his hand into the muck, and Cretu flashed the as he dragged in that big pot. The Dane seemed comfortable with his fold, and he's left himself with about 42,000 chips to work with.