"If I lose to whatever piece of shit you have..." said Kennedy, fearing that his were about to be outdrawn by what was, given the dwell, obviously a marginal hand. Reluctantly, Anders Rasmussen called with and a slight shade of crimson adorning his cheeks.
But despite his fears of leaving Dublin with a bad beat story, the was as safe as the crown jewels, Kennedy doubling up to 35,000 as a result.
"I would have quit poker if I'd lost that," laughed Kennedy.