Preflop, Shawn S raised to 27,000. But when his opponent, Nicolas Lavoie Jobin, went all in, Shawn, the big stack at the table, had something to think about. He counted out 125,000 chips, shrugged, and pushed them towards the dealer. “I’m going with my read. Win or lose I’m happy with my call.”
Nicolas turned over 
. In turn, Shawn revealed pocket eights, 
.
When the community cards were dealt, the drama heightened. After the flop came down 
, Shawn remarked on the dealer’s sense of drama, and how precise and unhurried he was about turning over the cards. “What are you, some kind of television dealer?”
The dealer smiled, and patiently revealed the turn, a 
. The anticipation mounted. When the river card came down, Shawn erupted gleefully at the sight of the 
.
After he raked in his pot, I pointed my camera at the winner. “Wait, wait!” He insisted, as he pulled up his hoodie. “Dude, I haven’t fixed up my hair.”
