I was on the bubble of a tournament, running over my table and only had a few more guys to knock out before making the money with a nice, big chip stack. The chip leader at the table was getting annoyed with my over-aggressiveness, it was obvious I was just betting to get people off their hands so I could scoop the blinds & antes, and he thought since he was the chip leader, it was his right to do that, not mine... even though he was playing too tight and folding instead of betting out. Anyway, I had lulled him and the table down to where I could just steal outright--until a couple of hands in a row where they finally played back at me and made me fold my bluffs. After taking a hit like that a couple of times, I slowed down just a bit and actually folded a hand preflop.Until it was the chip leader's big blind two or three hands later. UTG called. I call in middle position with A

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. Button limps, small blind calls, chip leader in the big blind checks.Flop is A

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BINGO! Flopped full house. Small blind checks, chip leader checks, UTG limper checks, I bet out my small, minimum raise, typical "steal" bet, representing that I'm bluffing that I might have a weak Ace. Button looks annoyed at me and folds, small blind folds, chip leader stops to think for a moment.I know I have him. I can feel it. I can see it on his face. I watch him think "He's stealing. Or, he's betting an Ace. But I can easily represent an 8 here and get him off his hand, take this pot, and punish him for being so aggressive on my blinds. No way he can call with just an Ace here, on the bubble. I'm the chipleader... he might even fold an 8 with a bad kicker to me here." He pauses for a half-minute then announces "All in."Guy between us mucks and I can't get my chips in the middle fast enough. I jump out of my seat as I say call and start pushing stacks in. Chip leader frowns. "That wasn't supposed to happen. Well, you caught me bluffing," he says, and turns over nothing. Jack high. Jack-Four offsuit, if I remember right, versus my flopped full house. "I thought I could bet you off the hand," he shrugs, and starts to count out how much he's going to lose and he starts trying to figure out if he's in danger of bubbling out now himself.Dealer shows the turn and river. I pack up my stuff and go home, two spots out of the money.