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Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Life in the Pit -- Story #2

Through the years my friends and I have been pounding the BJ tables in LV and Reno. We have gotten into all kinds of "situations" with dealers, pit bosses, other players, and casino management while playing blackjack. I thought it would be interesting to share some of our experiences.

"Do you know what a flat bet is?"

Where: Binion's Horseshoe

When: Circa mid 1990's.

The Setup: The Horseshoe may have been the greatest casino ever before it got run into the ground after Benny Binion died in 1989.  They tolerated card counters up to a point, but eventually the hammer would come down.  This story is about one of those backoffs.

We are playing blackjack at the Horseshoe and pushing things with our bet spreads.  Like I said the pit bosses at old Horseshoe would tolerate bet spread variance up to a point -- then it was over.  We had been in there about an hour when a pit boss walked up to my friend and to have a "chat" with him.  Now, the Horseshoe had some real characters for PB's -- Texans, old school guys that had been around the block a few times.  They had seen every trick in the book.  So, this PB with a really thick Texas accent has a conversation with my friend that went like this:

PB: "Excuse me, do you know what a flat bet is?"
Friend:  "I am sorry, could you repeat that?"

PB: (Irritated) "Do you know what a flat bet is?"
Friend: "Yeah, it's a truck."

PB: (Really annoyed now) "No, I am not talking about a truck.  I am talking about a flat bet.  That means if you bet $10 on the first hand, you have to bet $10 on the second hand."
Friend:  "Yeah, I understand what a flat bet is.  Sorry, I thought you said flat bed."

PB:  "Well, if you want to play blackjack anymore at the Horseshoe, it will flat bet only."
Friend:  "Why is that?"

PB: (Now pissed off):  "You know, we've been watching you and your friends for a while. Don't try to play at another pit or any other day in here. We got your pictures.  You boys are done.
Friend:  Would we be able to at least get a comp for the snack bar?

PB: (Starts writing out a snack bar comp, then points over to another friend playing BJ at a table about 20 yards away). "And that guy over there, we ain't sure if he is in on it, but we're watching him too."
Friend:   "I still don't understand what's wrong?"

PB:  We saw the way you bet, $10 up to $70, then down to $5. Up to $65, then down to $5.
Friend:  What about if we only go up to $25?

PB:  It's too late for you boys. The gig is up.  You boys are too greedy.

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