Kitai bets out again, this time to the tune of 150,000. Again, Bell flat calls.
River =
Kitai checks dejectedly, triggering a bet of 100,000 from Bell.
Kitai shakes his head as he chews on his shades, the river clearly not what he was hoping for. He stares a hole into his opponent in an attempt to lure out a read.
After an exceedingly long pause, Kitai finally shrugs his shoulders and makes the call.
Davidi Kitai checks, Chris Bell bets 50,000 and Kitai calls.
River =
Kitai checks, but Bell takes no prisoners with a bet of 125,000.
Kitai dwells, seemingly statuesque, before fondling a column of orange chips. He rubs his head in confusion and grimaces slightly, a rare sign of emotion from the Belgian.
As Bell sits motionless, Kitai begins to counts out a line of chips, before taking a last glimpse at his opponent. He makes the call.