Noah Schwartz limped from middle position with the small blind limping too, and Paul Spitzberg checking his option in the big blind to see a A?8?J? flop.
The small blind checked as did Spitzberg. Schwartz bet 175,000.
The small blind folded but Spitzberg responded by announcing "pot," which was good for an 845,000-chip check-raise. Schwartz looked to his friend on the rail who was mid-massage and said, "We're gonna be all in" before raising the rest of his chips.
Spitzberg called for not much more to put Schwartz at risk as they headed to a runout.
Noah Schwartz: J?J?10?5?
Paul Spitzberg: A?K?7?6?
Schwartz was way ahead but the A? turn gave his opponent a lot of outs to win the pot �� kings, sixes, sevens or the last ace in the deck.
Schwartz was looking to avoid paint and three-sided cards and when the river came the 8?, he jumped up, thinking he had lost the pot.
The whole table stared at the board confused, trying to figure out how he lost. Even his friend had to interrupt his massage to get a good look at the board, but eventually the table called Schwartz over to point out that he had actually doubled up.
Schwartz immediately apologized for his minor outburst and the whole table had a good laugh as the pot was pushed in his direction.
"I'm getting too old for this shit!" he said as the next hand was being dealt.
| Player | Chips | Progress |
|---|---|---|
|
3,035,000
1,995,000
|
1,995,000 |
|
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|
685,000
-1,560,000
|
-1,560,000 |
