We search around for a craps table that has room for all three of us. After walking around a bit, we find one that has three spots on the end, stick left. I usually like to be immediate stick left, since you have the shorter throw, but beggars can’t be choosers, eh? So I ask Michael what he is buying in for, he says $300. I usually buy in for $100, but what the hay, I just won $350 (well, I’m only down to $150, since I lost $200 back to the machine). The table is really choppy, no one can get a good roll, and soon I’m down around $150. I’m thinking, if I could just hold on to throw the dice again. I make a few don’t bets and win a few, but just as soon as I win there, someone hits a seven. All the while we are talking, saying that we just need that one “hot roll” and we’ll be okay. I’m now under $100 and I’m thinking Cath is going to be pissed that I just lost $300. Now Michael is shooting and I bet $15 on the don’t. He sets a point and after a few rolls sevens out. Nothing personal.
So I get the dice, 8. I place my odds (sorry, only $25 on a 5x table), place the 6 for $12 and drop a $5/$1 two-way hard 8, leaving me with $25. Next roll, 8 (easy), WINNAH! Next one, a six, I think. A few more rolls, WINNAH, 6, the easy way! Next point, 9. A few more number, WINNAH, 9! We are hooting it up! Michael is going crazy, I see him pulling cash out of his pocket, $50, full odds, buy the 4 & 10 for $25. After another 8, I throw a hard four, then after a few more rolls a hard 10 (making Michael very happy). Heck, give me all the hardways for $1! I’m still on the 6 & 8 for $12 and I throw a hard 8. PARLAY THE HARD 8! Next point, 6. another $5/$1 two-way hard 6. After a few more rolls, I see one die that shows a “3”, what does the other one say?!?!?!? I hear the guy on the other end call, “SIX!!!” HARD SIX!!! WOOHOO! $10 pass, $30 odds and $45 for the hardway, YEA! I shoot another 9. I never hit my hard 8 or another hard 6, I end up sevening out. I immediately color up, as does Michael and Eric. I get $240, loss of $60, not bad. Michael, since he “believed” in me, was taking full odds behind me and said he recovered his losses, Eric said he lost about as much as I did. What a ride!
Labels: atlantic city, caesars, craps, dice, gambling, showboat
It was created on my wedding night! After Cath, one of her bridesmaids Katie, her friend (who also walked her down the aisle Jon and I cleaned up the reception hall (since we didn't think that far in advance of who was doing that) we headed back to the hotel. I told Catherine and the other people that we were going to have a poker game afterwards.
We get back to the hotel around midnight and the hotel bar had just closed. Catherine calls us up (we had just gotten changed) and I hear her voice off of the phone, she was just two rooms down from us! Jon and Katie are still arranging things and Jon has a set of chips in his truck. So he brings them up and we set up in Catherine's room. There isn't a table large enough for everyone, so we play on the mattress (unfortunately she had two beds. Cath was so tired, she didn't play, but was laying across the top of the bed. Catherine and Katie sat on the other side of the bed, I sat on the footstool part of the chair that was there and Jon sat on the desk chair. We couldn't decide whether to play for money or not and since everyone didn't have cash, we played for fun. Cathy ended up falling asleep so much she went back to our room.
I think Catherine went out first and then I did (the two "most" experienced players went out first and second). Katie eventually lost to Jon, who won the first MPT but no money or trophy. Jon and Katie went to their rooms and I was chatting with Catherine (as I often do) and lost track of time. It was around 4 am when I was heading back to my room but my key didn't work. In fact none of the keys I had worked. I knocked on the door but Cathy was dead to the world. I went back to Catherine's room and tried to call her, she didn't answer. Catherine suggested I go to the front desk and get another room key. I said I didn't have any ID on me but she suggested I try.
So I shlep down to the front desk, athletic shorts, t-shirt, no shoes. . .
Me: I got locked out of my room, can I get another key?
Clerk: Do you have any ID?
Me; Uh, no, it's locked in the room.
At that time, the phone rings.
Clerk: Are you Harvey?
Me: Yes.
Clerk: Cathy's awake.
And I do the walk of shame back to the room. . .
And now you know the background story of the MPT!
Labels: atlantic city, mpt, poker, showboat
Labels: atlantic city, mpt, poker, showboat, video poker
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