Body Language

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About a half-hour ago, Ted Forrest seemingly couldn't win a pot. Andrew Brown was all over him, and without even looking at the chip stacks, you could read it in their body language. Brown was sitting forward in his chair and betting with aggressive motions. Forrest, on the other hand, was looking quite frustrated. After every pot, he would let out a disgusted sigh, stand up from his chair and pace around within a few steps from his seat. He had that "I-can't-win-a-pot" look about him, though it didn't seem to affect his play.

Now, things have changed. As Forrest has clawed his way back into contention, his mood has lightened, and his demeanor has improved noticeably. He now smiles occasionally and chats loosely with the railbirds. He even stood up twice to hug a lady that is railing him particularly close-by.