Everyone Gawk at Gork

We arrived tableside to witness the small blind all in for a hefty sum, and Marc Gork in the under-the-gun position making sad little squealing noises and hitting himself on the head (thankfully protected somewhat by his enormous furry hat). Gork shouted something in German, three times. "English," reminded the dealer. "S**t s**t s**t," translated Katja Thater helpfully.

Eventually, Gork called.

Gork: {10-Spades}

Mr. Small Blind: {A-Hearts}

Board:

With a triumphant gesture involving some emphasis of his own crotch, Gork near-doubled up to somewhere between 70,000 and 80,000 - a more precise count to follow when he's stacked his chips in a tidy manner.

Tags: Marc Gork