Zackey Not Fair

Ryan Fair started it off with a raise to 125,000, and Warren Zackey was the lone caller, coming along from the big blind.

Heads up, the flop brought {7-Clubs}

, and Zackey reached for chips, leading out into the pot with a bet of 225,000. Fair quickly splashed the calling chips out in front of him, and the turn card was the {6-Spades}

. Zackey fired again -- 350,000 this time -- and Zackey once again wasted no time flicking in the call.

The last card off was the {3-Diamonds}

, and Zackey fired another 500,000. That last bet would send Fair deep into the tank, and it would be more than seven minutes before he made his move. He was up standing behind his chair for a minute, then back seated. Then standing again. "You look pretty nervous," he said, shooting a long glance across the table.

"I am." came the curt reply from Zackey. A bit more quiet conversation ensued, and Fair was still unsure. "One sec, guys," he said to the table. "I was slowplaying too. This is sick." He asked if Zackey would show his cards to a fold, and the reply was a slow nod. Finally, and reluctantly, Fair let the dealer take back his cards. Zackey opened up his {Q-Clubs}