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Anyway, there is the story of the man who took his social security disability check, $500? to Treasure Island and turned it into over a million playing blackjack. He wasn't even playing correctly according to dealers...plus he apparently was a jerk. [/ QUOTE ] Yes, the guy was a total prick. He called the female dealers and waitresses unspeakable names (made some of them cry), and stiffed everybody, male and female alike. If you're going to tell the TI story, you MUST include two things: The pork chop bones, and the shoes. He was eating his meals at the BJ table. For supper, he had pork chops. He was eating them with his fingers, and the cards were instantly ruined. When they got down to the cut card, it was time to bring in new cards. And the best part: when he was finished with a porkchop bone, he'd toss it over his shoulder, onto the floor. He was way up at the end of Day One, high six-figures. He wanted to go home, but the pit critters didn't want to let him go. They comped him a suite. He said he didn't have any clothes to change into. They sent him next door to the mall, and gave him a clothing shopping spree. He bought some nice clothes, and went upstairs to hit the hay. The next morning, he came down to the casino in a nice new outfit--and no shoes or socks. They told him he couldn't play in the casino with no shoes on. He asked in return, "What are you going to do about it?" They meekly caved, and he played Day Two barefoot. He continued to work them over, now into 7-figures. The story goes that when he lost his last chip, there was a security guard on either side of him, eager to show him to the door, and invite him to never return. |
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Here'a my 2 cents:
a regular in Detroit got fed up with a dealers attitude and took his penis out and waved it at her telling her to suck it. He was barred for a year. Another player was drunk and urinated in a beer bottle under the table in order to avoid the long walk to the bathroom and missed blinds. He was kicked out permanently. Come and play poker in Detroit. -J |
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Not that impressive but my one friend on his 19th bday goes to the racetracks and puts $5 on a 10:1 horse, cashes his $50 and never returns. [/ QUOTE ] Once at a horsetrack after much drinking and a decent amount of winning, it was the last race of the night, I drunkenly place several bets on the last race. Somehow a trifecta I picked came in for $404.40. After acting like a drunken ass I walk in to cash my ticket and I couldnt find it. Out of all the tickets in my hand I drop the one winning ticket. My homey walks outside and out of all the losing tickets scattered all over the ground reaches down and picks up a ticket and it was my winning ticket. |
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The story goes that when he lost his last chip, there was a security guard on either side of him, eager to show him to the door, and invite him to never return. [/ QUOTE ] So the kind hearted Steve Wynn version I heard was incorrect? Thanks for the details of this amazing story. My own "Best story": Wife and I go to Vegas for 4th of July. We drive from Colorado and stop in Mesquite on the way, where I win $100 playing BJ at the Casabalanca Casino. I keep the black chip. Once in Vegas, I lose everything. Then again. I Go to Atm, lose, wash, rinse and repeat several more times. Finally, (thankfully), it's time for the 7 hour drive home, and I'm hungover, tired, and broke....but I still have that $100 chip from the Casablanca in Mesquite. We stop in there, and I buy in at the craps table, where I a guy rolls point after point. I'm up $700 or so from the $100 buy-in and the lucky thrower tosses $100 on the hard eight. I figure, what the hay, I'm up (here at least), and toss a black chip on the hard eight. Next throw, hard eight for $1,000. Long story long: he keeps throwing, then I throw for a long time and cash out for $3 grand. Even for the trip, but it feels like I won huge. |
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[ QUOTE ] Not that impressive but my one friend on his 19th bday goes to the racetracks and puts $5 on a 10:1 horse, cashes his $50 and never returns. [/ QUOTE ] Once at a horsetrack after much drinking and a decent amount of winning, it was the last race of the night, I drunkenly place several bets on the last race. Somehow a trifecta I picked came in for $404.40. After acting like a drunken ass I walk in to cash my ticket and I couldnt find it. Out of all the tickets in my hand I drop the one winning ticket. My homey walks outside and out of all the losing tickets scattered all over the ground reaches down and picks up a ticket and it was my winning ticket. [/ QUOTE ] You're welcome. |
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i ran $10 into $3500 in two hours a few weeks ago at the borgata - not crazy by any means, but it was a fun ride and helped erase most of my blackjack losses for the weekend
$10 slot machine hit for $150 as i was leaving for home $150 into $900 in 5 hands of bj $900 into $1900 heads up vs. dealer in half a shoe $1900 into $3500 grinding $150-$300 bets and then a $225 speeding ticket on the way home |
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[ QUOTE ] [ QUOTE ] Not that impressive but my one friend on his 19th bday goes to the racetracks and puts $5 on a 10:1 horse, cashes his $50 and never returns. [/ QUOTE ] Once at a horsetrack after much drinking and a decent amount of winning, it was the last race of the night, I drunkenly place several bets on the last race. Somehow a trifecta I picked came in for $404.40. After acting like a drunken ass I walk in to cash my ticket and I couldnt find it. Out of all the tickets in my hand I drop the one winning ticket. My homey walks outside and out of all the losing tickets scattered all over the ground reaches down and picks up a ticket and it was my winning ticket. [/ QUOTE ] You're welcome. [/ QUOTE ] I hope the beer bath and punching/slapping was thank you enough. |
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$1900 into $3500 grinding $150-$300 bets [/ QUOTE ] lol |
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Was at the casino last year sometime and decided to take a break from blackjack for abit. So i sat down at a carribean stud table. First three hands I got, I was dealt a pair of 7's. After the 3rd time, I said to the dealer: "you know you just dealt me a pair of 7's three hands in a row" she replies: "wow, you should go play roulette" So after about an hour, my buddy comes over and asks if i want to grab a bite to eat, we both get up and walk towards the food court, low and behold, we pass a roulette table, at that point, i only had green chips ($25) and though why the heck not, i was about to put it down on number 7 but there were so many damn people at the table that i couldnt get my bet in on time. I think you guys know where this story is going... low and behold, number 7 hits. [img]/images/graemlins/frown.gif[/img] [/ QUOTE ] Almost the exact same thing happened to me with the number 7. Damn crouds!! |
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I am not sure where I read it, maybe in the book posted above? Anyway, there is the story of the man who took his social security disability check, $500? to Treasure Island and turned it into over a million playing blackjack. He wasn't even playing correctly according to dealers...plus he apparently was a jerk. One dealer wanted him to lose badly. If I remember correctly, they put him up in the hotel and he ended up giving most of it back. When he got down to $50,000 or so, Steve Wynn cut him off. (this is how I remember the story and it may not be all accurate.) P.S. The t.v. show Las Vegas ran an episode last year that basically had the same plot line. [/ QUOTE ] That's also in one of Frank Scoblete's blackjack books, "Best Blackjack" I think. |
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