I wasn't sure where to post this but thought it funny enough to put "somewhere!"
My son, son-in-law and I were wandering Fremont St last night (this morning?) just people-watching, drinking beer and looking for a table with 3 empty spots where we could sit down for a while.
We finally found it at Las Vegas Club (LVC) on a double deck shoe game. They deal face up of course, DOA, DAS, RSA, and dealer hits soft 17's.
At the table, there was a Canadian and another young couple. I sat at 3rd next to the guy who was not the Canadian. He was drinking pretty heavily and was betting I guess to impress the girl he was with...probably $75 or $80 bucks a hand. The Canadian was betting pretty heavily also. And, they were losing their butts!
My son and son-in-law are not very well versed in basic strategy so I was helping them with their decisions and making no effort to hide the advice from either the dealer or from the pit critters. We were just betting nickle chips on the $5 table. I saw the guy next to me and his girlfriend making horrible basic strategy errors even on the most simple hands. Finally, this guy asked me what to do on a couple of hands and the advice paid off for him. After that, both he and his lady were asking me what plays to make on virtually every hand.
So, here I was, virtually playing MY hand, my son's hand, my son-in-law's hand, AND the hands of the couple sitting next to me. Everyone was winning (I was counting, but only giving basic strategy advice without regard to the count). This went on for a couple of "shoes" when I noticed that there were two suits standing there watching the table closely and whispering between themselves and occasionally, to the dealer! Then there were THREE of them hovering over the table!
And, they were NOT watching the heavy bettors, they were watching ME and I was betting only red chips! We got tired of playing after about an hour and colored up. As soon as I left the table the Pit Bosses left the area and the heavy bettors started losing again. They never said anything to me but they were surely making my son (on first base) nervous <LOL>
Wonder how long I would have been allowed to stay had I been spreading my bets?
My son, son-in-law and I were wandering Fremont St last night (this morning?) just people-watching, drinking beer and looking for a table with 3 empty spots where we could sit down for a while.
We finally found it at Las Vegas Club (LVC) on a double deck shoe game. They deal face up of course, DOA, DAS, RSA, and dealer hits soft 17's.
At the table, there was a Canadian and another young couple. I sat at 3rd next to the guy who was not the Canadian. He was drinking pretty heavily and was betting I guess to impress the girl he was with...probably $75 or $80 bucks a hand. The Canadian was betting pretty heavily also. And, they were losing their butts!
My son and son-in-law are not very well versed in basic strategy so I was helping them with their decisions and making no effort to hide the advice from either the dealer or from the pit critters. We were just betting nickle chips on the $5 table. I saw the guy next to me and his girlfriend making horrible basic strategy errors even on the most simple hands. Finally, this guy asked me what to do on a couple of hands and the advice paid off for him. After that, both he and his lady were asking me what plays to make on virtually every hand.
So, here I was, virtually playing MY hand, my son's hand, my son-in-law's hand, AND the hands of the couple sitting next to me. Everyone was winning (I was counting, but only giving basic strategy advice without regard to the count). This went on for a couple of "shoes" when I noticed that there were two suits standing there watching the table closely and whispering between themselves and occasionally, to the dealer! Then there were THREE of them hovering over the table!
And, they were NOT watching the heavy bettors, they were watching ME and I was betting only red chips! We got tired of playing after about an hour and colored up. As soon as I left the table the Pit Bosses left the area and the heavy bettors started losing again. They never said anything to me but they were surely making my son (on first base) nervous <LOL>
Wonder how long I would have been allowed to stay had I been spreading my bets?
