Keston Doubles Through
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Omaha seems to lure out the limpers, as has been the case today. For Tristan Clémen?on, it had dyer consequences. Having limped from the hijack, he called a raise to 5,900 from Robin Keston in the small blind, and the two players saw a
flop.Without too much delay, Keston continuation bet 14,400, only for his French foe to make a deep reach and slide in four stacks totalling around the 60,000 mark. With just 15,000 behind, it was paramount to moving all in.
Clearly tortured by the situation, Keston leant back in his seat, stretched his arms and released a groan that can only accompany someone who has a tricky decision ahead. As the rest of the table waited patiently - some blowing out their cheeks from boredom - Keston continued to dwell, mumbling incessantly to himself, playing with his chips, and occasionally glancing up at the clock. Finally he said...
"Anyone got a coin? I should have taken the change back from the waitress."
Coinless, Keston made the decision to call, and the dealer pulled in his chips. "I've just called though. I might be able to get you off it on the turn."
On the
turn, Keston immediately moved all in for his remaining 10,000, and Clémen?on made the inevitable call.Clémen?on =
Keston =
With the river coming a safe
, Keston double-checked the board before punching the air in delight. Clémen?on, meanwhile, looked devastated that his plan had come up short, and seemed to be hesitant to allow the pot to escape him. "Eights beat aces in your country?" remarked Keston amid the hesitation. "Home advantage."Abecassis was not pleased by this comment, and rose from his seat to express his views: "There's no need for that, why do you say that, 'your country'?
Either way, the bottom line is thus: Once chip leader Clémen?on is crippled, whilst Keston is flying with 140,000.