What is the most you have made...........
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Well since were all braggarts in this space,
I 've had 2 beautiful events.
1) After being down $1,100 and on my last $50 bet before having to dig deeper in my pocket, the shoe turned around and on that last $50 bet I ended that one shoe with a color up of $3,200.
2) I told the dealer recently I was not taking anymore cash out of my pocket, that this green chip was my last one with him. He smiled, said ok, and let me win (pun) nearly every hand in a negative count shoe. The next shoe, made up for the last 3 hours or grinding. So from that last $25 chip I colored up $2,425. (not including the rat holed $400). Threw him a green chip and went home.
Now if it would always end like that, what a beautiful world it would be.
BJC
I 've had 2 beautiful events.
1) After being down $1,100 and on my last $50 bet before having to dig deeper in my pocket, the shoe turned around and on that last $50 bet I ended that one shoe with a color up of $3,200.
2) I told the dealer recently I was not taking anymore cash out of my pocket, that this green chip was my last one with him. He smiled, said ok, and let me win (pun) nearly every hand in a negative count shoe. The next shoe, made up for the last 3 hours or grinding. So from that last $25 chip I colored up $2,425. (not including the rat holed $400). Threw him a green chip and went home.
Now if it would always end like that, what a beautiful world it would be.
BJC
my most memorable time turning a little into a lot was walking into a casino for lunch with a $20 before going shopping, ended up taking $10 in change to a spanish 21 table with a $5 min adn clearing $200 in only a few hands, won about 10 in a row, pit boss was watching, ended up telling the dealer to win one for the house once in a while as a joke, he flipped over BJ then i won another 5 or so in a row, ended up getting my ipod for $10 that day
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Re-Born again
For many years too long, I foolishly believed I could win at Blackjack by playing perfect BS, interspersed with a few voodoo progressions here and there, some occasional doubling and splitting departures from BS, and the occasional max bet out of a hunch, when a dealer bust was "due." As you may have guessed, playing like that, I was mostly a loser. Until one day/night session in Canberra early in 2000. I took 4 grand and settled down at the table I liked; $50 min $2000 max. It had 8-decks hand-shuffled shoes, with ENHC, DAT, split Aces once only, no surrender.
To this point I had scored a few nice wins over the years, but far, far more losses, and I was down, uh, heaps on heaps. So imagine my surprise to find this day/night all my planets must have been aligned and The Force was with me, bigtime brother. Practically everything I did turned out a winner, even hunches and voodoo splits and doubles all over the place. The Force was with me to such a degree that about 9 hours later, I was UP $28 Grand, with one hour to go before the joint closed. I headed for the door. But the gambler inside stopped me from walking out. It said: "This is your special day mate. It don't happen like this much, as you well know. Go back and sock it to em, one more time, for the last hour. Turn your 28 into 50. You can do it."
Back I went. To my utter shock and amazement, I struck some consecutive shoes from hell, that kept wiping out all my 7 boxes, each with at least a min of $100. Within the hour, my 28G had shrunk to 14G. Instead of a feeling of celebration that I had still finished UP ten grand, I had a feeling of despair that I could be so dumb as to give them back 14G in less than one hour, so foolishly. This was the session that changed my life.
I wanted to find out how this kind of thing could happen like that. I enrolled in a card counting course and that was the best $990 I ever spent. The new information I learned almost immediately stopped my losing patterns and the consistent, regular loser went away, never to return. (I did not immediately become the regular winner, but it was just great to no longer be the regular loser.)
Now, I see others doing exactly as I did for so long, and I understand... Now I know why they cannot win, beyond the odd session here and there when lady luck smiles on them; just enough to keep them interested. Sometimes a ploppy emerges from his ignorance and delusions, and becomes no longer a ploppy. Amazing what a little of the correct information can do.
For many years too long, I foolishly believed I could win at Blackjack by playing perfect BS, interspersed with a few voodoo progressions here and there, some occasional doubling and splitting departures from BS, and the occasional max bet out of a hunch, when a dealer bust was "due." As you may have guessed, playing like that, I was mostly a loser. Until one day/night session in Canberra early in 2000. I took 4 grand and settled down at the table I liked; $50 min $2000 max. It had 8-decks hand-shuffled shoes, with ENHC, DAT, split Aces once only, no surrender.
To this point I had scored a few nice wins over the years, but far, far more losses, and I was down, uh, heaps on heaps. So imagine my surprise to find this day/night all my planets must have been aligned and The Force was with me, bigtime brother. Practically everything I did turned out a winner, even hunches and voodoo splits and doubles all over the place. The Force was with me to such a degree that about 9 hours later, I was UP $28 Grand, with one hour to go before the joint closed. I headed for the door. But the gambler inside stopped me from walking out. It said: "This is your special day mate. It don't happen like this much, as you well know. Go back and sock it to em, one more time, for the last hour. Turn your 28 into 50. You can do it."
Back I went. To my utter shock and amazement, I struck some consecutive shoes from hell, that kept wiping out all my 7 boxes, each with at least a min of $100. Within the hour, my 28G had shrunk to 14G. Instead of a feeling of celebration that I had still finished UP ten grand, I had a feeling of despair that I could be so dumb as to give them back 14G in less than one hour, so foolishly. This was the session that changed my life.
I wanted to find out how this kind of thing could happen like that. I enrolled in a card counting course and that was the best $990 I ever spent. The new information I learned almost immediately stopped my losing patterns and the consistent, regular loser went away, never to return. (I did not immediately become the regular winner, but it was just great to no longer be the regular loser.)
Now, I see others doing exactly as I did for so long, and I understand... Now I know why they cannot win, beyond the odd session here and there when lady luck smiles on them; just enough to keep them interested. Sometimes a ploppy emerges from his ignorance and delusions, and becomes no longer a ploppy. Amazing what a little of the correct information can do.
Katweezel said:
For many years too long, I foolishly believed I could win at Blackjack by playing perfect BS, interspersed with a few voodoo progressions here and there, some occasional doubling and splitting departures from BS, and the occasional max bet out of a hunch, when a dealer bust was "due." As you may have guessed, playing like that, I was mostly a loser. Until one day/night session in Canberra early in 2000. I took 4 grand and settled down at the table I liked; $50 min $2000 max. It had 8-decks hand-shuffled shoes, with ENHC, DAT, split Aces once only, no surrender.
To this point I had scored a few nice wins over the years, but far, far more losses, and I was down, uh, heaps on heaps. So imagine my surprise to find this day/night all my planets must have been aligned and The Force was with me, bigtime brother. Practically everything I did turned out a winner, even hunches and voodoo splits and doubles all over the place. The Force was with me to such a degree that about 9 hours later, I was UP $28 Grand, with one hour to go before the joint closed. I headed for the door. But the gambler inside stopped me from walking out. It said: "This is your special day mate. It don't happen like this much, as you well know. Go back and sock it to em, one more time, for the last hour. Turn your 28 into 50. You can do it."
Back I went. To my utter shock and amazement, I struck some consecutive shoes from hell, that kept wiping out all my 7 boxes, each with at least a min of $100. Within the hour, my 28G had shrunk to 14G. Instead of a feeling of celebration that I had still finished UP ten grand, I had a feeling of despair that I could be so dumb as to give them back 14G in less than one hour, so foolishly. This was the session that changed my life.
I wanted to find out how this kind of thing could happen like that. I enrolled in a card counting course and that was the best $990 I ever spent. The new information I learned almost immediately stopped my losing patterns and the consistent, regular loser went away, never to return. (I did not immediately become the regular winner, but it was just great to no longer be the regular loser.)
Now, I see others doing exactly as I did for so long, and I understand... Now I know why they cannot win, beyond the odd session here and there when lady luck smiles on them; just enough to keep them interested. Sometimes a ploppy emerges from his ignorance and delusions, and becomes no longer a ploppy. Amazing what a little of the correct information can do.
To this point I had scored a few nice wins over the years, but far, far more losses, and I was down, uh, heaps on heaps. So imagine my surprise to find this day/night all my planets must have been aligned and The Force was with me, bigtime brother. Practically everything I did turned out a winner, even hunches and voodoo splits and doubles all over the place. The Force was with me to such a degree that about 9 hours later, I was UP $28 Grand, with one hour to go before the joint closed. I headed for the door. But the gambler inside stopped me from walking out. It said: "This is your special day mate. It don't happen like this much, as you well know. Go back and sock it to em, one more time, for the last hour. Turn your 28 into 50. You can do it."
Back I went. To my utter shock and amazement, I struck some consecutive shoes from hell, that kept wiping out all my 7 boxes, each with at least a min of $100. Within the hour, my 28G had shrunk to 14G. Instead of a feeling of celebration that I had still finished UP ten grand, I had a feeling of despair that I could be so dumb as to give them back 14G in less than one hour, so foolishly. This was the session that changed my life.
I wanted to find out how this kind of thing could happen like that. I enrolled in a card counting course and that was the best $990 I ever spent. The new information I learned almost immediately stopped my losing patterns and the consistent, regular loser went away, never to return. (I did not immediately become the regular winner, but it was just great to no longer be the regular loser.)
Now, I see others doing exactly as I did for so long, and I understand... Now I know why they cannot win, beyond the odd session here and there when lady luck smiles on them; just enough to keep them interested. Sometimes a ploppy emerges from his ignorance and delusions, and becomes no longer a ploppy. Amazing what a little of the correct information can do.
Most memerable
Fall of 2004 I walked into the high limit room at the Taj in Atlantic City. I bought in for $1000 and a $100 comp play coupon, heads up against the dealer. 6D, DAS, S17, standard AC rules at the time. Played only one shoe. Used basic strategy with basic hi/low, and used Illustrious 18, as the count shot straight up, from the start. I spread my bets wildly and recklessly, from $100 to $2000. At the end of the shoe, I had lost count of my chips, color and value. Sweating terribly, watching the pit boss on the phone and computer, I colored up. To my dismay, I had amassed $12,700, IN ON SHOE!
However, that one "hot shoe" was not all good. It was the first time I ever tripped a CTR at the private cash cage. That one shoe burned a permanent memory of false hope in my brain. I played correctly, things went my way, and I was not there long enough for any severe heat; I felt invincible at the tables for several months. I failed to understand several things.
1. Any report to the IRS is bad
2. Any scrutiny from a high limit pit boss is bad
3. My bankroll was only 10K and I was betting way over my limit
4. I was on the far side of any positive deviation
On its own, $1100 to $12,700 in one shoe was my personal best, but I paid for it dearly chasing that memory for several more months.
The better question may be "how much have you ever lost at one time?" For me that answer is 10K, in a much similar fashion to my best win, and just as quick.
Fall of 2004 I walked into the high limit room at the Taj in Atlantic City. I bought in for $1000 and a $100 comp play coupon, heads up against the dealer. 6D, DAS, S17, standard AC rules at the time. Played only one shoe. Used basic strategy with basic hi/low, and used Illustrious 18, as the count shot straight up, from the start. I spread my bets wildly and recklessly, from $100 to $2000. At the end of the shoe, I had lost count of my chips, color and value. Sweating terribly, watching the pit boss on the phone and computer, I colored up. To my dismay, I had amassed $12,700, IN ON SHOE!
However, that one "hot shoe" was not all good. It was the first time I ever tripped a CTR at the private cash cage. That one shoe burned a permanent memory of false hope in my brain. I played correctly, things went my way, and I was not there long enough for any severe heat; I felt invincible at the tables for several months. I failed to understand several things.
1. Any report to the IRS is bad
2. Any scrutiny from a high limit pit boss is bad
3. My bankroll was only 10K and I was betting way over my limit
4. I was on the far side of any positive deviation
On its own, $1100 to $12,700 in one shoe was my personal best, but I paid for it dearly chasing that memory for several more months.
The better question may be "how much have you ever lost at one time?" For me that answer is 10K, in a much similar fashion to my best win, and just as quick.
I agree with that but i'll tell stories of both - while stories of mistakes and losses serve to tell the lessons we've learned, stories of win serve to give you pride in your achievments. Both have merit and are psychologically positive to recount.
I had a phenomenal start to last year - for those who don't know me, for the moment i primarily play online - everything went my way, every cashable bonus produces 2-3x EV, every sticky bonus turned 4 figures. Then a few months in a found a new advantage - something that looked absolutely amazing with phenomenal profit potential. I rushed in head first without proper consideration for the vastly higher variance that this game involved, and as fate would have it had a nice run at the start winning a 5 figure sum in the space of a few days. TBH, that win was the worst thing that could have happend and possibly the best as well. That win reinforced my incorrect assumptions about the strength of the game i was playing and from that point on i became single minded in my purpose. In the next 4 months i went on to lose back almost everything i'd made at the start of the year before i got a hold of myself and pulled back to reconsider my tactics. That was a very expensive lesson. However had i not had the win at the start, i would have been shaken a lot earlier and who knows whether i would have pursued this edge as voriciously as i have - to tag on a happy ending, after some reassessment and a few months of spinning my wheels, i've gone on to win back everything i've lost and a good deal more.
As to wins - i've seen some amazing events. To recount but a few - turning a $150 deposit into just short of $20k (that's happened twice now lol), hitting 2 royal flushes on single line video poker in the space of 20 hands and to look more specifically at blackjack, turning a $300 deposit into $8k with a hand size of $100, playing blackjack switch in the space of 3 hours. All happy days :grin:
RJT.
I had a phenomenal start to last year - for those who don't know me, for the moment i primarily play online - everything went my way, every cashable bonus produces 2-3x EV, every sticky bonus turned 4 figures. Then a few months in a found a new advantage - something that looked absolutely amazing with phenomenal profit potential. I rushed in head first without proper consideration for the vastly higher variance that this game involved, and as fate would have it had a nice run at the start winning a 5 figure sum in the space of a few days. TBH, that win was the worst thing that could have happend and possibly the best as well. That win reinforced my incorrect assumptions about the strength of the game i was playing and from that point on i became single minded in my purpose. In the next 4 months i went on to lose back almost everything i'd made at the start of the year before i got a hold of myself and pulled back to reconsider my tactics. That was a very expensive lesson. However had i not had the win at the start, i would have been shaken a lot earlier and who knows whether i would have pursued this edge as voriciously as i have - to tag on a happy ending, after some reassessment and a few months of spinning my wheels, i've gone on to win back everything i've lost and a good deal more.
As to wins - i've seen some amazing events. To recount but a few - turning a $150 deposit into just short of $20k (that's happened twice now lol), hitting 2 royal flushes on single line video poker in the space of 20 hands and to look more specifically at blackjack, turning a $300 deposit into $8k with a hand size of $100, playing blackjack switch in the space of 3 hours. All happy days :grin:
RJT.
"At the end of the shoe, I had lost count of my chips, color and value. Sweating terribly, watching the pit boss on the phone and computer, I colored up. To my dismay, I had amassed $12,700, IN ON SHOE!
However, that one "hot shoe" was not all good. It was the first time I ever tripped a CTR at the private cash cage."
Geez, how many times do I have to say, nag, proclaim, publish, the most basic of rookie lessons?! Explain to me why on earth you would cash out those chips after just winning them. The hot shoe was good; it was the mistakes you made afterwards that cost you.
However, that one "hot shoe" was not all good. It was the first time I ever tripped a CTR at the private cash cage."
Geez, how many times do I have to say, nag, proclaim, publish, the most basic of rookie lessons?! Explain to me why on earth you would cash out those chips after just winning them. The hot shoe was good; it was the mistakes you made afterwards that cost you.
Point Taken
ExibitCAA,
Arrogance, ego, and ignorance is my answer. It was thrilling to get that banded brick and change, and I made that mistake several more times that year, which was 2005, my mistake. Paid for it with an audit. I have not played since that period of time. My new bankroll is much smaller, so I doubt that CTR's will be an issue. Tapping out is a much more immediate concern.
BTW, the tax burden was insignificant compared to the wife expense. I have since stopped getting married! Back down to 5 pairs of shoes. That will have to improve my bottom line somewhat!
Two more weeks and I will play again for the first time in years, WITH NO WIFE to burn the margins!
ExibitCAA,
Arrogance, ego, and ignorance is my answer. It was thrilling to get that banded brick and change, and I made that mistake several more times that year, which was 2005, my mistake. Paid for it with an audit. I have not played since that period of time. My new bankroll is much smaller, so I doubt that CTR's will be an issue. Tapping out is a much more immediate concern.
BTW, the tax burden was insignificant compared to the wife expense. I have since stopped getting married! Back down to 5 pairs of shoes. That will have to improve my bottom line somewhat!
Two more weeks and I will play again for the first time in years, WITH NO WIFE to burn the margins!