Interesting tablemates

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Played quite a bit at a double deck pitch game in the midwest recently. Rules were mediocre (no RSA or LS, H17), but the pen was highly variable (often up to 90%) and heat was non-existent. I managed to find a pretty weak dealer, lots of card flashing during play and shuffling, and many mispays, about half in my favor and half against. I even managed to cut a couple aces to myself for the first time. The casino was quiet and there were very few players at the table. I played with no camo whatsover, wonged out in place frequently, and spread up to 24 units.

What made this game interesting were my table mates. Most interesting was the player at first base, who would make bets for odd amounts requiring huge stacks of many colors, always included a ton of $1 chips, rarely for more than about $100. Her play did not resemble BS in the least, and I have never seen anyone tip so much playing small stakes. She was probably giving the dealers $100 an hour. Somehow over about four hours she managed to win about $2k anyway, and made a ton of noise in the process. Her payouts were so complicated that it slowed the game down tremendously at times. They whole table would groan when she hit a BJ on a rainbow stack.

Another gal was was very young, played perfect BS, spread 1:20 but with no relation to any count as far as I could tell, and managed to win about $3k in about 2 hours. She was even playing the right BS for H17, which I almost never see.

A older gentleman sat at third base for about an hour, surely because he knew the dealer was weak. He flat bet the entire time, but was constantly taking shots at the dealer, exploiting and causing errors. The way he gave signals totally threw the dealer off her rhythm and caused here to make even more errors. He even managed to get the floor supervisor to put a 2 on his hard 18 (which he had not yet shown) when the dealer had a 9 showing. Wacky stuff, but he definitely was playing a +EV game.

I had a wild night myself, up 200 units at one point, down 100 at another, finally netting about 100 units. Between the counter, the shot-taker, the BS player, and a very lucky ploppy, that table got crushed that night. They needed three fills. Despite the odd happenings, all the error resolutions required, and a very quiet pit, the floor supervisors and apparently surveillance could not have been less interested.

I can't wait to go back.
 
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