A Furst Time For Everything
Rafe Furst goes deep into the tank, fidgeting in his chair with a smug look on his face. He pries for a little info, inquiring about the nationality of his opponent, who is French-American. "I have a big hand... Flush draw, huh?"
"Maybe," says his opponent, with a slight smirk.
The clock is called on Furst, and he is told he has one minute left to act. After just 10 or 15 seconds though, Furst grabs his remaining chips and slides them forward with both hands, turning over for middle set. "Good read," says his opponent, tabling . The drama ends quickly as the falls on fourth street, making Furst a boat and leaving the other player drawing completely dead to the river, which was a meaningless .
Furst has been slow and steady today, and that big pot doubles him all the way up to 86,000 chips.