Hellmuth Gains No Ground
Fourth street was the . Hellmuth bet again, this time 2,000. Spindler went into the tank, long enough for the Brat to poke at him. "I'm gonna show you a bluff as soon as you call," he said. Sure enough, he called.
The river brought the . Hellmuth checked this time, and the man across the table bet a healthy 7,000 chips. After just a moment to deliberate, Hellmuth called him down.
Both players tabled , and the pot was split down the middle.