The table folded around to the blinds, and Domink Nitsche came in raising from the small. The big blind called, and off they went to a heads-up flop.
It came , and Nitsche continued out with another 5,500. Mr. Big Blind called that bet, and he called another 12,500 behind the turn. The river came the , and Nitsche was in no mood to slow down. He found the third bullet worth 18,000, and the big blind spent a couple moments thinking it over. He eyeballed Nitsche's stack, then slid out a covering tower of yellow chips to put him to the decision for his tournament life.
Nitsche had about 55,000 chips left in front of him, but the amount was immaterial. He could not have folded any quicker to the river raise, and he'll be left with that remainder to mount a comeback.