no good stories for me when I play craps.....
I usually play the pass, back odds, throw a 6 or 8 straight bet once in a while, sometimes field....break out even....
...then when it is my turn to roll, i load up the board 4,5,6,8,9,10, passline, back odds, hardways all for about 2-3x what i've been doing, crap out, get mad, grab the stickman's stick, break it, and run before security takes me down.
...once, my friend made about 12 or 13 passes in a turn....everyone was screaming....yup, I walked over at about 5 or 6 and didn't want to jump in at the end (when it is over)....craps
I usually play the pass, back odds, throw a 6 or 8 straight bet once in a while, sometimes field....break out even....
...then when it is my turn to roll, i load up the board 4,5,6,8,9,10, passline, back odds, hardways all for about 2-3x what i've been doing, crap out, get mad, grab the stickman's stick, break it, and run before security takes me down.
...once, my friend made about 12 or 13 passes in a turn....everyone was screaming....yup, I walked over at about 5 or 6 and didn't want to jump in at the end (when it is over)....craps
Nothing too exciting but it was the only interesting craps play during my August trip. It was Monday morning 2:30am at the Orleans. About 10 guys at the table.
Lots of red chips with very few green. A younger guy with full shades walks up next to me and throws in a pile of 100s. Buys in for 2k, all black with 4 green. The box says "hey, Rob long time no see." Obviously a local. He mumbled something back. Picks up his chips in a very slow and deliberate manner. Drink girl comes by greets mr. 100s and he orders a hennesy boilermaker and tosses a green her way. 2 minutes later in the middle of a roll he sets a bunch of black on the table and says lay the outside numbers for $800. Next roll, seven out. Another five minutes go by and he makes the same bet. Next roll, seven out. The whole time he is standing back about a foot from the table nursing his boilermaker. Never touches the rail. The guy was wasted. Another five minutes go by and I am rolling. He lays outside again for $800. I throw a couple of more times without hitting outside and then seven out. A couple of minutes go by and he puts down $800 and tells the guy in a low gravely voice to lay outside. This time three outside number get picked off before the seven out. Mr. 100s has had enuf. He colors up with a $700 profit and mumbles he'll be back to the dealers. He doesn't toss them a toke. Dealers not happy.
Way to hit and run.
Lots of red chips with very few green. A younger guy with full shades walks up next to me and throws in a pile of 100s. Buys in for 2k, all black with 4 green. The box says "hey, Rob long time no see." Obviously a local. He mumbled something back. Picks up his chips in a very slow and deliberate manner. Drink girl comes by greets mr. 100s and he orders a hennesy boilermaker and tosses a green her way. 2 minutes later in the middle of a roll he sets a bunch of black on the table and says lay the outside numbers for $800. Next roll, seven out. Another five minutes go by and he makes the same bet. Next roll, seven out. The whole time he is standing back about a foot from the table nursing his boilermaker. Never touches the rail. The guy was wasted. Another five minutes go by and I am rolling. He lays outside again for $800. I throw a couple of more times without hitting outside and then seven out. A couple of minutes go by and he puts down $800 and tells the guy in a low gravely voice to lay outside. This time three outside number get picked off before the seven out. Mr. 100s has had enuf. He colors up with a $700 profit and mumbles he'll be back to the dealers. He doesn't toss them a toke. Dealers not happy.
Way to hit and run.
Played at Aladdin a few years ago and caught a hot table.
Pit boss and the "dealers" quickly turned sour on us, turned into total dicks, started yelling at the shooter to hurry up when he was waiting for people to finish laying their bets.
We scorched the table for a little while before they abruptly closed the table with no warning.
Pit boss and the "dealers" quickly turned sour on us, turned into total dicks, started yelling at the shooter to hurry up when he was waiting for people to finish laying their bets.
We scorched the table for a little while before they abruptly closed the table with no warning.
