Dead Man's Hands Claim No Tournament Lives
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Level 19
: 5,000/10,000, 1,000 ante
Luis Jaikel opened to 23,000 and Alessandro Laubinger called on the button - but Daniel Pidun in the small blind now made it 88,000 to go. Jaikel tanked and squinted for some minutes but eventually opted to fold, leaving the decision with Laubinger.
"88 thousand?" he asked. "So sick, the bet. So sick!" Pidun said something we couldn't quite hear, and then Laubinger (who has a nice, clear, loud speaking voice, said, "You know now what I have. Your bet is sick!"
Pidun sounded as though he was protesting that he still had no idea what Laubinger had, but either way we all soon found out, as Laubinger folded 
face up. Pidun showed him 
.
"So sick!"