Say What You Want, We Know What You're Up To

Shamus

A familiar dynamic often develops at many tables during the first couple of levels of the WSOP Main Event. The pro sits down with eight lesser experienced players, and frequently the pro ably employs pressure and increased reading skills to take advantage of his more timid, less sure opponents. Barring the occasional all in confrontation (which will happen, of course), we get to the end of the second level to find many amateurs' stacks starting to be depleted, with their chips having somehow found their way over to where the pro sits.

We were just walking by Scott Clements' table where the others all pleaded to us that Clements was running them over. "No, they are running me over," claimed Clements with a smile. He's up to 32,000.

Players at David Woo's table similarly seem less than interested in tangling with Woo, winner of Event No. 39, a $1,500 No-Limit Hold'em event. Not too long ago he raised to 600 from the cutoff and the big blind called. The flop came {6-Spades}

. The player in the big blind checked, Woo bet 400, and his opponent's cards hit the muck before Woo's chips had settled.

"You probably feel like I'm betting with nothing, but I'm not," said Woo. Either way, the chips are funnelling in his direction. He now has 35,500.

Tags: David Woo Scott Clements