Clubbed to Death
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, Scott Montgomery led out for 10,000, Jean Thorel made it 30,000 and Montgomery flat-called. On the 
turn, Montgomery checked, Thorel announced, "All in," and Montgomery made the call.With a gargantuan pot hovering around the 200,000 mark, we had a showdown, and one that inevitably garnered the interest of both press and rail alike.
Whilst Thorel tabled
for a pair and a flush draw, he was going to need to dunk himself in a vat of Vaseline to squirm his way out of this one as Montgomery revealed 
for the flopped set.But squirm he did, the crowd-gasping
on the river awarding him an absolute monster of a pot and prying a unified gasp of horror from the onlooking rail.As a deflated Montgomery slumped his head in devastation, Thorel simply couldn't hide his emotions. Not since my mother met my first girlfriend have I witnessed such relief, the Frenchman raising his arms in victory and quite literally wiping the sweat from his brow.
As a result, Thorel is now chasing the chip lead with 225,000, whilst Montgomery has plummeted back down to 30,000.