ArcticInferno
Well-Known Member
I normally play at the $25 tables, although I occasionally
sit at the $50 tables when the casino’s overly crowded.
And I always play two hands.
My max bet is usually $350x2, although I have pushed out
$400x2 on rare occasions.
I used to believe that the purple chips were out of my league,
sort of like a sound barrier that I couldn’t break through.
But I finally did it!
The setting was at Caesars in Atlantic City on a busy weekend
night, mid-shoe allowed, 8-decks, and two other players at the
table. The count soared into the stratosphere and there was
zero heat. I took a deep breath and I pushed out five black
chips into two spots for total of $1000. I caught two tens and
a Blackjack! I won the other hand, for a total win of $1250 in
one round! On the next round, I pushed out a purple chip in two
spots. I wish I had taken a photo. Seeing those two purple
chips in the betting circles made me proud and nervous at the
same time. I caught a 6 & 5 on the first hand and Ace & 9 on
the second, against the dealer’s 2. I reluctantly doubled down
on the first hand, and the Blackjack God punished me for my
arrogance with an Ace the ultimate kiss of death. My heart sank
and I was overwhelmed with regret. I waved off the soft 20.
The dealer turns over a ten, and the next card out is the cut
card. Nincompoops at the table joked about that being the “wild
card” or something. Those idiots have no idea what the hell’s
going through my mind. The dealer pulled out the next card and
I heard her say “bust” before I saw the card, because my eyes
were a foggy blur. Oh my God, I can finally breathe again.
I thought to myself, no more purple action. I can’t take it
anymore. If I had lost a purple action, I would’ve been
emotionally devastated. After that shoe, I cashed out except
for those purple chips that I had won. I tightly grasped those
purple chips in my hands and just walked around the periphery of
the casino several times to regain my composure, thinking,
thinking, & re-thinking,... Purple action is an interesting
place to visit, but I wouldn’t want to live there.
sit at the $50 tables when the casino’s overly crowded.
And I always play two hands.
My max bet is usually $350x2, although I have pushed out
$400x2 on rare occasions.
I used to believe that the purple chips were out of my league,
sort of like a sound barrier that I couldn’t break through.
But I finally did it!
The setting was at Caesars in Atlantic City on a busy weekend
night, mid-shoe allowed, 8-decks, and two other players at the
table. The count soared into the stratosphere and there was
zero heat. I took a deep breath and I pushed out five black
chips into two spots for total of $1000. I caught two tens and
a Blackjack! I won the other hand, for a total win of $1250 in
one round! On the next round, I pushed out a purple chip in two
spots. I wish I had taken a photo. Seeing those two purple
chips in the betting circles made me proud and nervous at the
same time. I caught a 6 & 5 on the first hand and Ace & 9 on
the second, against the dealer’s 2. I reluctantly doubled down
on the first hand, and the Blackjack God punished me for my
arrogance with an Ace the ultimate kiss of death. My heart sank
and I was overwhelmed with regret. I waved off the soft 20.
The dealer turns over a ten, and the next card out is the cut
card. Nincompoops at the table joked about that being the “wild
card” or something. Those idiots have no idea what the hell’s
going through my mind. The dealer pulled out the next card and
I heard her say “bust” before I saw the card, because my eyes
were a foggy blur. Oh my God, I can finally breathe again.
I thought to myself, no more purple action. I can’t take it
anymore. If I had lost a purple action, I would’ve been
emotionally devastated. After that shoe, I cashed out except
for those purple chips that I had won. I tightly grasped those
purple chips in my hands and just walked around the periphery of
the casino several times to regain my composure, thinking,
thinking, & re-thinking,... Purple action is an interesting
place to visit, but I wouldn’t want to live there.
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