Slow Going
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In the last hand, Brent Sheirbon opened with a raise to 13,000. Both Rob Woodcock in late position and Joel Micka in the big blind called, and it was three-handed to the flop.
It brought
, and the betting was checked around to Woodcock. He put out a bet of 25,000, and that's when the hand came to a screeching halt. Micka went into the tank for a minute or two before quietly announcing, "I raise." He slid out a multi-colored stack of chips totaling 90,000. Next to act was Sheirbon, and he too went into the tank for a little while. Finally, he did let his hand go, and the tanking was on Woodcock. And tank he did. For more than five minutes, Woodcock sat statue-still, occasionally shuffling a handful of chips, but mostly just staring at the board. After what seemed like an eternity, he too folded, and the pot went to Micka.