Dropping the Guldhammer

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Under the gun, Richard Grace opened with a raise to 15,000. Action passed all the way around to Morten Guldhammer's big blind, and he wanted to play for more. He had 137,000 chips left, and he verbally committed the rest of them to the pot with a confident, "All in!" Cue the tank time for Grace.

"Wow, I have a hand," said Grace, prying for information. And Guldhammer was willing to oblige with some info. He blatantly told Grace he had a pair with TD Thomas Kremser keeping a close eye on the chatter.

"Please. Double me up. Come on!" pleaded Guldhammer.

Another minute or so passed with Grace still in careful deliberation.

"Come on. Call me," reiterated Guldhammer. He moved one step closer to Grace and decided to act like an animal. "Come on. Chicken. Bawk, bawk, bawk." The verbal onslaught was complete with flappy-arm gestures, attempting to turn the tournament room into a barn.

Finally, Grace made the call for more than half of his own stack. "We get to race then," he said flatly.

Showdown
Grace: {A-Diamonds}

Guldhammer: {6-Clubs}

The flop was clean for Guldhammer, but it wasn't too terrible for Grace, either. It came {5-Spades}

, putting a pair on board and giving Grace a few additional outs to work with. The turn {6-Hearts}

inherently gave him another three outs, but the {8-Spades}

that rivered was not among them.

A huge celebration came from Guldhammer as he has faded elimination and doubled his way up to about 280,000. "How could you caaaaall me?!" he wondered while stacking chips. "But thank you."

Tags: Morten Guldhammer Richard Grace