With approximately 95,000 in the pot, Roman Valerstein was facing a bet of 36,000 on a board of . He raised it up to 100,000 causing his opponent to lean back instantly in his chair, his hands over his head.
He leaned forward, staring at Valerstein, while shuffling a stack of chips clumsily in his right hand. He muttered something under his breath to his neighbor and went back to staring at his foe. Valerstein sat there, quiet, looking straight ahead. After nearly five minutes in the tank, Valerstein's opponent folded and showed .
"What'd you have?" he asked Valerstein.
"I can't tell you," was the response. "Maybe at the end of the night." Valerstein was up to 740,000 after taking down that pot.