Thinking Out Loud
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On this occasion, Persaud was in a tricky spot, and dealing with the dilemma of having a mediocre hand, but being fully aware that his opponent was capable of making a move.
It was 'Gentleman' Ben Roberts who kicked off proceedings, raising it up to 5,500 from the button. Persaud three-bet to 12,000 from the big blind, and Roberts made the call.
Both players checked the
flop, but Persaud was less hospitable on the 
turn, firing out for 11,000. Roberts counted out his chips, and moved all in, making it an additional 34,700."We started with about the same, didn't we?" inquired Persaud as he attempted to decipher the hand.
After a few minutes of mumbling to himself, Persaud grasped his stones firmly in the palm of his hand and moved all in, tabling
in the process. Sadly, his stones were wrong, as Roberts was a gnat's pubic hair in front with 
. Although Roberts, was ahead, he wasn't home and dry just yet, the river coming a rather crushing
to split the pot."My only worry was that you were bluffing with a slightly better hand, but I thought you'd ship that in preflop," mused Persaud, trying to defend himself against the simmer of smirks with his logic behind the call.