The count was astronomical. I was playing two hands of max bets. I would have died before quitting, although the incredulous pit boss watching was pleading with me to get up and change tables. When this happens, it's almost impossible to explain to others why you don't stop "throwing good money after bad" and keep shoving out the huge bets. It was one of the worst shoes of my life.
I had another similar experience at Bellagio, but it wasn't all in one shoe. And, it had come just minutes after I had run a single shoe at Harrah's for the exact opposite of my Caesars experience, and a huge score.
The game can be crazy, huh?
Don