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The Match-Play Coupon
Circuit Part V Some
of the match-plays mentioned in this article may no longer be offered or as widely
available as they were back when I took part in this week-long adventure. Casinos are constantly tinkering with various
types of coupons in their bid to draw customers to their establishments. As business ebbs and flows, some places cut back
on their come-ons, while others increase them. Day
Three Begins I
still had $100 worth of food credit at NYNY so I used all of it for an impromptu meeting
of my LV-posse (otherwise known as the usual suspects, see
Mad Professor's Dictionary for
the lowdown on this bunch of choirboys). I
chose a 24/7 restaurant called America.
Thats the one with a 90-foot by 20-foot three-dimensional scale-model
map of the United States wedged into the dining area, which is complete with mountains,
rivers and major landmarks. Its
mounted at an obtuse angle and suspended from the ceiling by thin cables. There are all the usual points of interest with
scale-models of stuff like an oil-rig perched over what would approximately be Buckshot
Creek, Texas, and an armadillo squatting on the outskirts of Tucumcari, New Mexico, and a
McIlhenny hot pepper squarely on top of the people who receive their mail in Natchitoches,
Louisiana. It makes for an interesting
diversion if your table-mates are less than conversationally-inspiring. When
the Manhattan Express roller-coaster thunders by upstairs, you can feel the vibrations
transmitted through the cables, then pulse and tremble into the actual mega-sized object
d art. Thats a good enough reason
for me NOT to dine under it. In any event,
they had part of the restaurant cordoned off while they were making some minor alterations
to it and the over-sized Road Trip postcards that adorn the walls. Maybe they were making room for a scale-model,
snowbound, burnt-out building to represent Buffalo, New York. Now THAT would make it look authentic. After
a heapin helpin of Virginia Ham, Huevos Rancheros, corned beef hash and rocket
fuel (coffee), it was time to return to the hardworking life of a wanna-be match-play
coupon pro. Realizations and Revelations Even
though I was only into the third day of this weeklong experiment, I had already had made
up my mind about a couple of things:
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Collecting, sorting and redeeming match-plays
is a LOT harder than it first appears.
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The amount of time that you have to spend
seeking and redeeming, does not balance-off against the time that you actually spend at
the table.
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Roughly speaking, I would say that 80% of the
time is spent seeking, finding, sorting, driving, parking, validating, cashing out, and
moving on to your next destination.
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Less than 20% of your time is actually spent at
the craps table. This 80%/20% imbalance is the opposite of using Precision-Shooting to
make a far more decent living. In that case,
80% to 85% of your playing-time is actually spent PLAYING, while the 15% to 20% balance is
for cashing-out and travel time between target-casinos.
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I gained a newfound respect for the people
who actually do this for a living. It takes
patience, discipline, stamina and a LOT of chutzpah. For those that play the match-play
coupon-circuit full-time, it really is A JOB! With
that in mind, let me present one of those who actually does this for a living. Introducing
The Coupon-Rustler I suppose I should
call him MISTER Coupon-Rustler because this guy is GREAT at what he does. As I mentioned in
Part I of this series,
Mr. Rustler makes a decent living by using Match-Play coupons and Precision-Shooting to
earn about $60 per hour during his casino work day. In actual fact, that $60 relates to his playing
time at the tables. He spends considerably
more time chasing down coupon leads and rustling up coupons from various sources around
town. He is originally
from the great state of Texas, and will readily admit that hes a bit of a zealot
when it comes to getting as many Match-Play coupons as possible
and YES, he does this
every single day of the week. He describes
himself not so much as a degenerate gambler, but as a walking beer-gut sandwiched between
his big cowboy hat and his huge polished gold belt-buckle.
To his explanation, theres no such thing as over-sized in
Texas. He happily brings that Texas-sized
zeal, enthusiasm and ardor to the match-play circuit. On
the Surface At first blush, he
has an ideal job.
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He gets to live in
a city with 320 days of sunshine. He
doesnt pay any state income tax, residential property tax is nil, and the
cost-of-living in Nevada is relatively low.
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He doesnt
have a boss who nags him. He sets his own
hours, his own schedule and his own time-off.
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He gets to eat free
in any number of restaurants all over town. From
an unlimited number of free buffets and steak dinners, all the way to Sinatra-style veal
chops with pasta on the side, he can go without buying any food for months
on end, and I can tell you that this guy has NEVER missed a meal in his entire life.
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He gets to play
various casino games, from craps and blackjack to roulette and Pai Gow, all the way to
Video Poker and slot machines, along with a few of the hideous house-games like bingo and
keno. In each one of those instances, he has
AN ADVANTAGE over the casino.
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His
advantage is gained either through match-plays, alternate-play certificates,
free tokens, bonus-pays vouchers (like a free Ace or 2:1 Blackjack) or free game-plays
(for slots, keno, sports bets, or bingo).
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He wakes up
whenever he wants to, and he goes to bed whenever he feels like it. He can devote as much time to his pursuits, or
take as many holidays as he wants or needs. On the surface,
most people wouldnt call what he does as work. Below the Surface If you scratch a
little bit below that surface, you will see a hardworking guy who needs to put in a
certain amount of hours each week to make ends meet.
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While he
doesnt have to worry about state tax or property tax, he does have to keep an
accurate up-to-date gaming journal for Uncle Sam and the boys at the I.R.S. In it, he logs where he plays, when he plays,
what he plays, how much he bets, how much he wins (or losses), the time of each
transaction, the number of the gaming device (for a slot or video machine), or the
pit-number and game-number of any table-game activity.
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While he
doesnt have a boss, he has a much stricter taskmaster called survival. If he chooses not to play, then the money-flow
stops. He has to maintain a discipline that
will keep him in the game without exposing his precious bankroll to any undue risk.
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While he does get
to eat free at a large number of casino restaurants, he does admit to getting a bit bored
with the various buffets and steak dinners day after day after day. On top of that, this guy likes to eat at least
four, if not five, square meals a day.
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Generally he does
not give any one particular casino enough play to garner better food comps, so he uses the
free coupon offers to fuel his gaming lifestyle. Unfortunately
that reduces the variety of places he gets to eat at, and the types of shows that he gets
to see for free.
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Although he gets to
play a variety of casino games, the temptation to continue playing (once he has used up
all of his match-plays) for one more hand, one more roll, or a few more spins is where he
readily admits that he has frittered away countless thousands of dollars.
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Instead of being
satisfied in playing with a strong advantage over the house (from +12.3% for some
bonus-pays to +49.3% for even-money match-plays, all the way up to a whopping +100%
advantage for free games), he admits to often staying and playing long after he has
exhausted the value of the coupons (and his advantage over the casino), in hopes of
fattening his winnings.
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He agrees that
maintaining discipline is a constant struggle for him on a daily basis, and that if he
stuck to just playing in advantage-mode, he could reduce his work-day in half.
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While he enjoys
spending countless hours on the Coupon Circuit, hell also tell you quite candidly
that he HAS TO. Since his discipline
level is so low, he figures he needs to spend about 70 hours each week, instead of the 35+
hours that would give him just as good of a living. Still
battling the discipline-monster after so many years clearly adds significantly to his
on-the-job stress. Mad
Professors Definition of Work To
some people, "work" is drudgery, and a sort of emancipated, but self-imposed
slavery that we have to endure just to survive. I
have a somewhat more progressive view of it, in that work can be viewed as a challenge in
extending yourself beyond what you knew you could do or accomplish. In
a lot of ways, it all has to do with your outlook and attitude. To some, work is the hard slog they endure purely
to put food on the table. While for others,
it is the kind of thing we do because we like it, and are even drawn to. Craps
is my pursuit, my passion, and yes, by that definition, my work. So lets get back to work on this one-week
match-play endeavor. A
Typical Day with the Coupon-Rustler Match-Plays
& Funbook Flyers Mr.
Coupon-Rustler meets up with several flyer-guys every day. As you read in
Part I
of this series, they are posted at different spots around town where they hand out flyers
that you can convert into funbooks or coupon-sheets.
The
Coupon-Rustler knows their route, their favorite corners, and exactly where they will be
there on any given day (since they change spots throughout the day and week). Hes on a first-name basis with all of them,
and knows exactly how they like their coffee or what kind of soda they drink. In
fact, he knows precisely how all the women who work the Players Club booths, and Gift Shop
coupon-verification counters in all of the casinos like their coffee (or tea or lemonade)
as well. In doing so, he knows how to
oil the match-play coupon-printing machine; and apparently it runs almost
entirely on coffee! Therefore, he makes
countless coffee-runs throughout the day right before meeting up with any them. Where
to Find the Flyer-Guys Heres
where just a few of them stand:
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In the
Neiman-Marcus and Ralph Lauren/Polo section of the Primm Fashion Outlet Mall, you can find
the Buffalo Bills/Whiskey Petes/Primm Resort flyer-girl in front of the Escada and
Lacoste stores.
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The Silverton
flyer-guy hangs out in front of Emporia Limoni near the Off 5th-Saks
Fifth Avenue Outlet in the
Annex-One section of the Belz Factory Mall.
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Youll find a
few flyer-guys for the Henderson casinos (Skyline, Barleys, Magic Star, Jokers
Wild, Hyatt Lake Las Vegas, Gold Rush, Eldorado, etc.) near the trendy shops on old-town
Water Street.
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For
Sahara coupons, they usually stand at the McDonalds near the Stardust, and across from The
Riviera.
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The
San Remo Hotel-Casino guy occasionally stands on the overhead walkway cattle-chute that
connects NYNY, MGM Grand, and Tropicana.
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The
Barbary Coast guy stands near the moving-sidewalk entrance in front of Ballys, or at the
bottom of the escalator to the overhead walkway in front of Bellagio.
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If
you are interested in Fitzgeralds Hotel-Casino match-plays, just look for TALL
Elvis in his star-spangled banner jumpsuit. He
usually has a handful of vouchers that will get you their time and play-activated
fun-book. At other times, he is hawking the
Las Vegas VISA credit-card and does not have funbooks or match-play vouchers on him. Obviously
the flyer-guys arent out 24-hours a day. Some
are only out during the busy prime weekends, while others are only around during selected
convention or special-event periods. However,
it seems that the more obscure or smaller the casino is, the easier it is to
find their match-play coupons. For example,
finding vouchers for the Skyline or Opera House Casino is a lot easier that obtaining
mps from Barbary Coast or Hyatt LLV. Trading
Coupons & Rumors The
Coupon-Rustler trades information, match-plays and buffet vouchers with other
coupon-circuit players, and quickly follows up on rumors of where a new batch of chits may
be available, or which casino has a new and attractive advantage offer. These
advantage offers can range from coupons for a 40 to 500-coin Video Poker bonus, to a
3-for-1 payout on any dealt blackjack for one hour.
He was the one who provided the entrée into the informal coupon-swapping
coffee-klatch meetings where,
as the Coupon-Rustler explains, coupons trade faster than shares on NASDAQ, and
rumors fly higher than a double-wide trailer in a Texas tornado. The
Brothel Trail Coupons It
was from one of those meetings that the Rustler said he had traded for quite a few coupons
from the Cathouse Alley brothel trail in Armagosa Valley. Thats the home of legal brothels such as the
Chicken
Ranch, Sherris, Mabels Ranch/Madame Butterflys and the Cherry Patch.
I
suspected that he himself was the actual frequent-flyer who had garnered them,
and he was just too self-conscious to admit it. Im
willing to bet that hes on a first-name basis with more than a couple of their
ladies in the same way he is with the Players Club booth-matrons. Now,
every time that I pass by Cathouse Alley on my way up to shoot the sand dunes
in Armagosa, I wryly keep an eye out for the Coupon-Rustlers
nearly-new Ford Expedition-Eddie Bauer that hauls his ass hither and yon around the Clark
County GMA. Gaming
Lessons and Free Match-Plays The
Coupon-Rustler
said, Hey, lets take some gaming lessons. I replied that I knew how to play every casino
game known to man or beast, and I really didnt need a refresher course. He said that that wasnt the point, and that
getting MORE match-play coupons was. With
that in mind, he rhymed off a number of casinos that not only offer gaming lessons for
their neophyte players, but also give away match-play coupons at some of their sessions. Before
I could say anything, he added that he took gaming lessons nearly every day of the week. I asked if they objected to him doing that, and he
replied that most of them didnt mind, especially at a few of the bigger Strip
casinos that still offer lessons AND match-plays at the end of the lessons. He claimed that he only got backed-off once, and
that was by none other than acclaimed gaming-author/retired gaming instructor Barney
Vinson at Caesars Palace. If
you are looking for any of Barneys well-written books, you can find them
here
through Irishsetters excellent website. The
Coupon-Rustler
said that Barney joked with him about his money-making, voucher-swooping efforts for a
couple of months, but when another suit caught on to what the Rustler was up to, they
politely but firmly told him that he was taking up valuable space and wasnt welcome
anymore. He added, Thats
okay
they cut out the free lessons at CP anyway, but I hope Barney mentions me in his
next book. In
any event, we attended the free lessons at the Imperial Palace, Tropicana, Aladdin, and LV
Hilton. I took the meager coupons that they
handed out, but I felt somewhat sheepish and self-conscious about doing so. Ice-Cream
Socials and Horny Seniors As
I mentioned before, I visited the Westward Ho Casino-Motel on Day Two with the intention
of meeting up with an mp coupon-pro, but he was a no-show.
Day Three brought better luck with our scheduling. You
wont find too many pretty young things at this motel.
If you are looking for the kind of girl that puts the ho in
hoedown, youll probably have to find her elsewhere.
The closest you will come to a party-girl is seeing a divorced Soccer Mom
who has had a few too many free margueritas, and is on her way back to Circus Circus to
reclaim her three kids from their All-day Pass escapades at C-2s Grand Slam Canyon
Adventurezone. The
girls at the Ho are more like Golden Girls of the blue-rinse set sitting in
Gods waiting-room (the Keno Lounge) than it is party-central. A number of them with names like Myrna, Betty and
Norma immediately recognize the Rustler upon his approach, and group around him like
lovelorn, hormones-on-a-rampage teenagers. If
you attend one of Westward Hos free 45-minute slide-show orientation-nights (in
Chicago, Cleveland, Dallas, Detroit, Flint, Milwaukee, Minneapolis, Houston, San Antonio,
St. Louis, Buffalo, Cedar Rapids, or Des Moines) you get three free nights,
super-discounted airfare (about 50% to 80% off economy rates), and a book full of coupons
including several free meals and a healthy number of match-plays that are useable at their
craps table. The
Coupon-Rustler lives right in town, but it didnt take long for me to figure out how
he managed to end up with the thick piles of Ho mps. He goes to Westward Hos free Ice-Cream
Social that is held every afternoon. This
is a gratis ice-cream and cookies get-together that they have for any guests, casino
patrons or passers-by who want to join in. Everyone
is invited to wear one of those adhesive-backed paper nametags that says, Hi,
My Name is_______. The only problem is
that everyone seems to have trouble reading each other nametag, so there is a lot of heads
dipping towards strangers chests to try to decipher your newfound friends name. Suffice it to say that the Mad Professor does NOT
wear a nametag at events like this. The
Coupon-Rustler comes to these proceedings loaded down with 2-for-1 buffet coupons, free
show tickets to Rick Thomas, etc. and asks if anyone wants to trade their Match-Play
coupons with him. Within seconds, he is
literally surrounded with folks who willingly give up their mps in favor of free
food, free fanny packs, baseball caps, bingo cards, show tickets, and keno plays. Hes
very generous in giving away his coupons, especially the free admissions to the Gamblers
Hall of Fame at the Trop and the Imperial Palace Car Collection. He comes away with a sizeable stack of match-plays
from slot-mavens who wouldnt even consider approaching a table-game, let alone play
at one. Hes actually got his own
fan-club of seniors who return time and time again to the Ho, and look forward to dealing
with this coupon-rustling charmer who carries out this same maneuver at least three or
four times a week. He is ALWAYS there on the
major check-in days of Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday. On
a good day, he mentioned that hell pull in 30 to 40 mps, while an average day
will yield about 15 to 20 coupons. Since the
Pit Bulls wont let him use all of those vouchers, he sells and trades the excess
ones to like-minded pals. I
admired that the Coupon-Rustler treated all of his retiree buddies, with
respect, dignity and a healthy dose of laughter. One More
Song Before I Go After
the ice-cream kisses were washed off, we ended up playing at a number of additional
mps target casinos, before I headed off on my own to cover all of the downtown
casinos once again. I
was getting a bit tired after the Casino Center run, but I still had a pile of coupons
from places that I hadnt yet even been near on this tour. So I dedicated the
latter part of the evening and very early morning hours to hitting as many of them as I
could. The object of course, was to unload and redeem as many match-plays as I
could. I put a few miles on the chariot in doing so, but due to the late
hour (and the fact that they usually recognize the car), I was able to get the valet guys
to keep it nearby in the VIP/No-Wait area at all of the places where I stopped. I
managed to get to Arizona
Charlies-Decatur, Jerrys Nugget (to check the validity of, but not play, some
$5 blackjack matchplays), Cannery, Santa Fe Station, Texas Station, Fiesta-Rancho, and
Barcelona (again, to check the validity of a couple of coupons), then
The
Palms (to check-in, but not stay; so that I could redeem a $50 cash-voucher and to
validate two corresponding match-plays of equal value), before finally heading back to
NYNY to hit the spa for some much needed rest and relaxation. Day Three was finished and Day Four was already
here, but I required some much needed sleep before I made any attempt at tackling the
Circuit on D-4. Good
Luck and Good Skill at the tables
and in Life. Sincerely, The
Mad Professor
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