Subject: The things we do to get a good game!
There is a well known casino in LV that has no
tolerance for counters - The El Cortez is a real dive of a
joint, but features very good penetration SD action at times.
It is commonly believed by the hordes of red chip
counters that get the boot there that the EC is near
impossible for successful counting.
The El 'Commode' can and does tolerate bigger play with
max bets up to $200+ with a decent act and some esoteric-camo
- my own tipsy/snide inebriated act and combo of betting gambits
has worked there many times, on all 3 shifts tolerating
wins/losses of $1000+.
One of my proteges, with a youngish nerdy/counter appearance,
went all out one day to dress like a street bum - a
drugged-out speed-freak street bum, at my direction! his BR
consisted of individually crumbled 100s and 50s stuck into
different pockets - he practiced wild eye movements in the
mirror the night before and rehearsed bizzare/low-toned
self talk like "damn damn I knew they would do this to
me!" (eyes rolling upward) when losing a big bet, "ya
ya this is it - payback time" (eyes wide with
demonic smile) when winning a small bet.
He spread wildly from $10 - $150 with no heat on day shift
and won $700 in 2.5hrs proclaiming the 'Commode' to be a "candy
store" he said that the PCs (pit-critters aka bosses)
wouldn't go near him - I warned him not to get rolled on
the street when he left - his big problem upon
leaving was that no cabs wanted to stop for his dangerous
looking character.
He says that he is going to add another character to his repertoire -
a sluttishly flirtatious transvestite, winking at the PCs and
cooing "come talk to me baby!"
Which reminds me...
The last time I played the 'Commode,' I wandered
accross the street to the Western, a joint that makes the
EC look like a class act.
The break-in dealer was so slow that I was getting maybe 40 hands/hr
heads up! I had two PCs on me, one to watch me and one
to watch the dealer. I had $50 bet and caught 11, so
I happily threw out a $100 bill and told the dealer
"double for more" to which she turned to the pit and
shouted "double for more!" The asian PC ran over shaking
his finger at me, admonishing me in broken english
"sir no joke wi deela, no joke wi deela!" I looked up
earnestly and said "I wasn't joking."
Hobo-looking players with dollar bills coming and going were a
constant nuisance, and angered by my consistent advice to
each of them that they not play and go buy a meal
instead. "Dont you tell me, Ive been gambling for 30
years!" one retorted.
Finally I asked the asian PC if we could make my table a $10 limit -
he disdainfully admonished me again, "sir dis not Ceeza Palace,
you go Ceeza Palace!" I looked around in mock suprise
and asked "where the hell am I?"
I left that miserable place a $1000 loser! ZG
There is a well known casino in LV that has no
tolerance for counters - The El Cortez is a real dive of a
joint, but features very good penetration SD action at times.
It is commonly believed by the hordes of red chip
counters that get the boot there that the EC is near
impossible for successful counting.
The El 'Commode' can and does tolerate bigger play with
max bets up to $200+ with a decent act and some esoteric-camo
- my own tipsy/snide inebriated act and combo of betting gambits
has worked there many times, on all 3 shifts tolerating
wins/losses of $1000+.
One of my proteges, with a youngish nerdy/counter appearance,
went all out one day to dress like a street bum - a
drugged-out speed-freak street bum, at my direction! his BR
consisted of individually crumbled 100s and 50s stuck into
different pockets - he practiced wild eye movements in the
mirror the night before and rehearsed bizzare/low-toned
self talk like "damn damn I knew they would do this to
me!" (eyes rolling upward) when losing a big bet, "ya
ya this is it - payback time" (eyes wide with
demonic smile) when winning a small bet.
He spread wildly from $10 - $150 with no heat on day shift
and won $700 in 2.5hrs proclaiming the 'Commode' to be a "candy
store" he said that the PCs (pit-critters aka bosses)
wouldn't go near him - I warned him not to get rolled on
the street when he left - his big problem upon
leaving was that no cabs wanted to stop for his dangerous
looking character.
He says that he is going to add another character to his repertoire -
a sluttishly flirtatious transvestite, winking at the PCs and
cooing "come talk to me baby!"
Which reminds me...
The last time I played the 'Commode,' I wandered
accross the street to the Western, a joint that makes the
EC look like a class act.
The break-in dealer was so slow that I was getting maybe 40 hands/hr
heads up! I had two PCs on me, one to watch me and one
to watch the dealer. I had $50 bet and caught 11, so
I happily threw out a $100 bill and told the dealer
"double for more" to which she turned to the pit and
shouted "double for more!" The asian PC ran over shaking
his finger at me, admonishing me in broken english
"sir no joke wi deela, no joke wi deela!" I looked up
earnestly and said "I wasn't joking."
Hobo-looking players with dollar bills coming and going were a
constant nuisance, and angered by my consistent advice to
each of them that they not play and go buy a meal
instead. "Dont you tell me, Ive been gambling for 30
years!" one retorted.
Finally I asked the asian PC if we could make my table a $10 limit -
he disdainfully admonished me again, "sir dis not Ceeza Palace,
you go Ceeza Palace!" I looked around in mock suprise
and asked "where the hell am I?"
I left that miserable place a $1000 loser! ZG