No Cheddar For Queso Today
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On the last hand of the level, Jim Collopy got his 43,300 remaining chips into the pot on a three-bet shove. The gentleman two seats to his right had opened the pot to 4,100 before the shove, and he tank-called to put Collopy at risk.
"Pair!" said Collopy, slamming over his 
, content to flip for double or nothing. His opponent showed up 
, and the race was on.
The flop was safe for "Mr_BigQueso", coming out 
, but the turn 
left him dead to two outs. The river 
was close but no cigar, and that's the end of Collopy's day.