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.Neufeld hesitated momentarily, as if contemplating a call, before surprising everyone and moving all in. A befuddled Hallaert dropped his head into his hands.
As Neufeld remained statuesque under pressure, Hallaert counted out the necessary chips and hovered them around the line, torturing himself in the process. After a good couple of minutes of teasing, he eventually announced that he could be making a bad call, and pushed the chips over the line.
"Good call," complimented Neufeld as he revealed
. Hallaert flipped over 
. But it was the short stack who had the goods, Gochev was surprised as anyone to see his 
ahead of both opponents.As the
turn was dealt, there were a few slight gasps, some perhaps even enjoying the mere threat of a cruel bad beat. But, in the end, that threat became a reality when a gut-wrenching 
hit the felt, and those slight gasps soon turned into a chorus of wows and winces.As Gochev left the table, a stunned Hallaert returned to his now 8,500 stack, his head still shaking from the defeat.