Boeken Entices a Bold Call

A crowd of reporters and spectators completely surrounded table seven, as Noah Boeken had moved all in on the turn against Antonio Lemos.

The board read {10-Clubs}

and Lemos sat back in his chair with his arms folded, pondering a call for most of his chips.

The clock was called by another player at the table, prompting Thomas Kremser to join the mob and initiate a countdown.

"Just throw it away. I've got you," Boeken needled.

"At the end of the countdown, the hand will be killed," Kremser said.

"5 . . . 4 . . . 3 . . . 2. . . 1 . . . . ."

"Call!" snapped Lemos, with one second left on the clock. Boeken quickly flipped over the {Q-Clubs}