Something New in
Well, I checked into Harrah's at 5:15, got the family settled in the room, then headed
down to the pit. Nothing but $10 action - and me very light on bankroll, so I strolled
over to Hollywood to cash a coupon and check out the action.
All tables on lower level
were closed - but there were two open upstairs - one $5 and one $10. Only four players at
the $5 game. I took up a position straight out and bought in for a whopping $125 - yep,
it's that bad. Played a six and eight on the next two shooters - six dollar action hit and
down - with mixed results.
My bankroll was up to $128 when the dice came to me. Sooooo,
I'd been practicing this move - but bankroll wouldn't support playing it at the level I
wanted. So I bet $3 on the hard six and eight, working - and played $6 on the pass line.
Set the 1-6/1-6 hardways with the hard eight up. Tossed it straight down the table and
rolled ..... hard eight.
Collected $25 of the $29 and pressed my hardways $2 each. Played
$10 odds and placed $16 inside. Next roll - 5, collect $7. Next roll - 2 craps. Next roll
- hard eight repeats. Collected $45 bonus bucks on the hardway plus $17 for line bet and
odds. Up $94 on the series. What I considered doing at this point was taking everything
down, locking up a total win of $98 and passing the dice on to the next shooter.
it worked so well the first time I thought I'd try again. Left the same action up - $5
each on the hard six and eight, and played $10 on the PL. And threw the hard ...... four.
Guess I'll spread it around and get them all next time. Played $5 odds (the bankroll
thing) and made my inside action look like $22. Switched to the mini V hard four set.
toss - eight repeats, kicking off $7 but it came easy so my hardway fell. Told the dealer
to take my $5 hard 6 and spread it around, high on the four. Next toss - nine. Collected
seven more bucks. Same bet. Next toss - ten easy. Hardway is down. Next toss - another
eight and a $7 win. Hardway is down. Next toss - three craps. Next toss - five.
Next toss - seven out. I counted up, found myself something like $84 ahead,
threw out $4 for the boys and girls and headed for the cage with an $80 win.
Time in and out of the casino - twenty minutes. Back to the room to freshen up
before dinner - reservations over at Jack's place for seven PM.
Halloween Session II
I rounded the family up and headed over to the Horseshoe for dinner at the Four Winds,
compliments of Jack. Luck was with us as we found parking near the elevator. We were ten
minutes early, but were seated immediately. This was our first time to eat at Four Winds
we normally do Jacks Steak House but the black belt daughter is a
Chinese food junkie (she packs her own chopsticks in her purse) so we decided to give her
Based on Black Clouds recommendation I ordered a cup of the wonton soup. The rest of
the crew did the hot and sour. Both were excellent. Since everyone wanted something
different, we ordered four different dinners then sampled of each others
plates. Sweet and Sour Chicken, Sesame Chicken, Lemon Chicken, and a half chicken
deep fried. Were not much into pork so we opted for the yard bird. Later we finished
with fried bananas and mango ice cream. When the check was totaled we came in around
twenty cents under our $100 comp. Looking over the check I noticed the waitress had left
the desserts off the ticket. Intentional, no doubt, to keep us under the limit. I tipped
her $25 for the service & bonus food.
We were back at Harrahs by 8:30, and by 9:00 I was on the casino floor. There were
two tables open one $5 game and one $10. The $5 table was very crowded, and a
couple of my favorite dealers were working the $10 game, so I bought in at the tenner.
Mistake. Down $70 on the first three shooter. Three in a row and its time to go.
I spotted my friends Pat and Phil from Texarkana over at the $5 game, moved over and asked
if I could squeeze in. Phil was shooting, having a relatively good roll, which continued
for half a dozen more tosses. Pat let the dice pass she never shoots when Phil
shoots and vice versa. The next two players sevened out in short order. Then the
dice passed to a tall, black gentleman who took great care in setting and throwing the
dice. This guy held the dice for well over a half hour, scoring many passes. Still playing
with a very limited bankroll, though, I stuck with hit, regress, hit, press, hit regress
moves taking money off the table all the time but sticking with smaller bets
bypassing the come out and staying off the line bets. By the time he sevened out I was up
around $200 having recouped my earlier $70 hit. The dice moved quickly around the
table after that, with a couple of immediate point-seven folks. Then the dice came to me.
Once again I tried the hardways working move playing $10 on the line and placing
the hard six and eight for a nickel each, working. My first toss was a nine, though. I cant
seem to stay away from that number. I immediately switched to my crossed-sixes set
but since I was shooting from straight out I did not use the stack I set them up
side by side. I immediately repeated on the nine.
I left the hardways working again, but added a $5 world bet to the mix this time
using the 1-6/1-6 hard eight set but got off axis and rolled a 3. Collected $11 on the
world replaced the line bet for a $1 gain, then tossed it again. This time I
established a point of ten the ten rolled hard and I didnt have it. I played
$10 odds behind the line bet, threw out a two-way hard ten bet plus $34 inside high
on the six and eight. I set the dice to the mini-V hard four one of the best
sets for fours and tens and proceeded to throw four consecutive eights. Then I
started hitting fives, sixes and eights over and over. After twenty or so rolls of the
dice the ten showed hard. Dealers were eight and down. I pressed mine to a nickel
and locked up three bucks, plus $30 for the line bet and odds. My chip rack was full of
reds so I decided to start doing a $25 for 11 move should the roll continue much further
again, with the limited bankroll I kept my bets small, never getting above 3 units
I made a total of six passes before this shoot was over, holding the dice for 45 minutes
plus. Eventually, I got tired of shooting. When I get into a groove like that I get my
right foot firmly planted in a spot and dont move it until the roll is over. But
toward the end a cute little honey tried to squeeze in between Phil and I to buy in. Phil
sent her packing and she moved behind me to squeeze in between me and the next player. He
told her hed let her in but only if she promised not to crowd the shooter.
Within two minutes she had those lumps in her shirt pressed against my back, though, and
it was all over. My concentration broke and I moved over to give her a little room. Seven
out. Line away. Think Ill take a break from the action.
I colored up a $500 win could have been triple that with more bankroll and more
aggressive pressing but conservative play is the way to go. Pat and Phil elected to
go to dinner. I eased over to the roulette pit to chart the wheel for awhile and visit
with a couple of pit friends. But no trends developed at the wheel and by the time I felt
like getting back into the craps game the table had been boosted to $10, and the $10 game
had gone to $15. It was just after midnight Halloween night. The witching hour.
I headed up to the room for a shower and six hours sleep.
I woke up Thursday morning with a sore
throat and an improved bankroll. Brush,
gargle, spit. Advise the crew Im headed
down to the tables, to be ready for breakfast in an hour.
Linda one of my favorite morning
crew dealers was right of box at a five dollar game.
I stepped up and bought in for three hundred, prepared to chart the shooters
on the other end of the table. Surprise. Every one on the north end passed the dice. Looks like Im the shooter. I tried the hardways working thing again, with
five bucks on all the hards, a $20 line bet and a three-way craps. Set them to 1-6/1-6 with the hard eight up and
lobbed an eight easy. That cost me a
quick eight bucks.
I played $20 odds behind
the line, replaced the hardway, bet $48 inside (3 units on the 5, 6, and 9) and set the
dice to the flying V hard six. Next roll
5 and a $21 payoff. I regressed the
five and nine to five each and made the six look like $12. Next roll eleven. Next roll ten easy. I tossed a buck to the stick and told her to make
my hardways look like four each. Next roll
seven out. I checked my rack. Down $70 for the play. There went most of yesterdays first
hit-and-run session profit.
I bypassed the come out roll on the next
shooter, who promptly threw a nine my point last hand. I remember telling Linda to remind me next time to
hop the point back after seven outs. Then I
bet $51 inside no nine hoping again for a hit and regress opportunity. Next roll four. Next roll 3 craps. Next roll seven out. Down $121 for two hands and dangerously
near my $150 loss limit.
Again I bypassed the come out roll
losing $2 on my hop nines play no it still didnt roll and following
that with $66 inside on a point of ten. Next roll twelve. Next roll ten hard. Point made.
I got on the pass line for $5 and added a
$5 world bet for grins. Shooter rolled the
eleven and I won twice. I pressed the world
to $10. Come out roll six. I came down on the place six action and placed $15
odds behind the line. Next roll seven
out. Down $184. Three in a row and its time to go. Color me the hell up!
Back to the room to round up the family,
then down to Pepper Rose for breakfast. This
was a minor problem since the host had written my breakfast comp for the buffet
which isnt open for breakfast on weekdays. Hmmmm. Anyway, the hostess at Pepper Rose ran the comp
ticket over to VIP to get it changed while we ordered.
Pecan waffles, eggs Benedict, ham and cheese omelets and a bowl of bananas
and cream. The food was good and the service
After breakfast, we decided to stay a
second night if I could arrange an extension of the comp.
Back in the room I called VIP and was told it would be no problem. Well, there was one problem. Wed packed clothes for one night. The additional night meant
you guessed it
the wife and daughters had to go shopping.
So much for the rest of my winnings from
This is why I prefer to take these trips
We re-stocked the suitcases at Dillards,
then headed back to the room. We were taking
the kids to the state fair at five oclock, so I had around three hours to kill at
the tables. I walked downstairs only to find
both tables operating at the $10 level. Harrahs
is really missing the ball on this as its
less than a 100 yard walk over to Hollywood where there were three five dollar
games open. I decided to play downstairs
because those tables are about two feet shorter than the ones on second level. Started out straight out and had one fair
shoot from that end, scoring two passes over twenty or so tosses of the dice. Then the spot next to stick opened and I moved
The session quickly warmed up. The kid standing next to me a college
student with a miniscule bankroll and enough knowledge of the game to be dangerous
got hung up throwing fives and nines. He
tossed the dice for maybe twenty minutes and the five and nine must have rolled twenty
times. Both of us were playing small, though
as I tried to protect what was left of my earlier wins. Finally, after making two passes, he sevened out
and the dice came to me.
I quickly settled
into the groove reverting to the crossed sixes set on the come out and
modifying my up number based on the point.
For a point of six or eight I kept the five-three facing up. For a point of five or nine I kept the five-four
up. Over the next half hour I made four
passes starting with $5 line bets with double odds plus $16 or $17 inside
going with the same bet until all of my action was paid for
then single unit pressing up to the four unit level before regressing doing
multiple regressions on each series. By the
time I sevened out I had recouperated all of the mornings losses plus another $200 or so.
The next player sevened out in short
order. I took a guess that the trend had
changed after back-to-back hot shooters, and switched to the donts doing a
$10 dont pass plus 2 $10 dont come numbers and winning an additional
sixty bucks or so over the next few shooters. Then
we came upon another dice setter. I was
already up on the DP before I noticed his set. His
point was five. He was a stacker, with the
6/3 facing up and the 5/6 YO facing down table. Thrown
as he was stacking it, it was on the same axis as the mini-V hard four set. Turned on its side as he did from
time to time it became the side-by-side sixes/hardway set which is seven
I watched his throwing for a minute or
two before getting up on any more action. After
he repeated the nine for the third time I placed thirty-four inside, and regressed to $17
in on the next hit. One more hit on an inside
number and I was in fat city. Even leaving if
I got knocked off the $10 dont I had a profit made for the shooter.
And getting knocked off the dont is
exactly what happened. No problem. I followed the trend and got on the line with him. He throws . . . another nine. Hes a proven nine shooter with that set of
his. I play $20 odds and start to
aggressively press, building my bets up to $85 inside and preparing to regress when the
unthinkable happens. Seven out. Id locked up a couple of bucks on each place
number hit so Id pretty well covered my line bet and odds but all of
the profit for this good shooter got raked.
The next two shooters went point-seven in
short order. Then it was college boys time to
shine again. Recalling his last action, I
hopped the fives and nines for a buck each. He
immediately throws the five, and Im fifteen and down.
The dealer asked if I was sure I wanted to come down on that. Absolutely, I said.
Next roll five repeats and I get an I told you so. Wonder boy gets up on a six next, and proceeds to
have another serious roll of twenty minutes plus scoring three passes in the
process. Still stinging from watching my
winnings get raked a few minutes earlier, though, I engaged in very limited press and
regress action sticking with minimum bets until Id ground out a decent profit
once again. Then it was seven out.
I checked the clock to see if I had time
to shoot again. It was 4:10 we had to
leave for the fair in about 40 minutes. No
problem. I went right back to the same set Id
used last shoot throwing to the same sweet spot on the table. This time I got hung
up on hardways, fives and sixes. After
throwing my fourth hard six in a half dozen throws I ventured a buck on it, hit it a fifth
time, parlayed it, then threw it back easy. That
ironic theory thing in action. Even so, I had
pressed my six up to the thirty dollar level, taking a couple of hits at $35 before
regressing everything back down to one unit and starting over. This time I made three passes before sevening
out. I checked my watch. 4:37. Almost
a half hour shoot.
Color coming in. Id recouped my earlier losses and netted a
$300 win giving me a two-day total win of around $800. Snagged a comp for the deli to be used the next
day then hooked them back to the hotel.
Last night in town, feeling a little more secure with my
bankroll, I ventured back to the tables at Harrahs. There were two open, a $10 game
and a $15 game. Neither was crowded. My friend Phil had adjourned to the slots. Hed
hit an $1800 payout earlier and there was a local progressive carousel that was nearing its
regular payout level, so he was working that angle. Pat was standing straight out, so I
bought in and asked her for an evaluation of the players.
Nobody can shoot worth a damn, she said, pointing to her chips. Two
hundred and eighty left out of a thousand dollar marker.
Ouch. I should have listened ...
But instead of playing the donts I by-passed the come out roll and played a little
hit and down locking up minor wins on the first two shooters before seeing it all
wiped out by an immediate point-seven the next shooter. Then the dice came to me. I was
standing in the exact same spot as when Id had the monster roll the night before,
but the magic wasnt there this roll. Sometimes you just cant break the trend.
Three rolls, then seven out. Of course, I'd felt so confident after last night I loaded up
my place action. Double ouch.
I decided to change positions and move down next to stick. The trend settled in with
P-DP-P-DP-P-DP and the chop continued to erode my bankroll. Then we had a streak of three
point-sevens and I decided to switch to the donts. At this point I was $30 away from
my loss limit. I went with a $10 DP, lay single odds as a hedge to get a $10 DC out,
remove the odds then play a second $10 DC. All the chips on the table. Seven out I
doubled my money.
I continued this strategy until Id picked up $150 or so. Then, on that series, my
third DC bet traveled to the four. I was exhausted and ready for bed. Do or die time. I
tossed out $100 lay on the four plus a $10 hard four hedge. You guessed it. The four came
A classic example of what I refer to as the Ironic Theory. In craps, there are times when,
no matter what you do, it is wrong.
Thats enough for tonight boys. Color me up.
Session result: Down $210.
Trip result: Up $590.