My personal experience with the ball and wheel game.
Where to begin? What can be remembered and what is forgotten!
Circa 2002, I was a total newbie, wet behind the ears, didn?t know about any gambling forums, bet selection or progressions.
Playing Roulette at Sky City Auckland, New Zealand, losing hand over fist. Somebody I was working alongside mentioned ?double up? until you win. So I hot footed to the casino and decided to bet all 3 EC?s doubling up until each EC won, something along those lines.
The point I wish to convey and emphasize, it is not so much the strategies deployed, which were destine to lose, rather the reactions of the casino staff.
Went to table starting at $25, betting 3 of EC?s, Wow they all lost, so I double up, lose again, the losing number wasn?t a repeat, nor was it zero. Just me and the croupier, with a pit supervisor grinning in the back-ground. I repeated the process two more times losing both bets and got wiped out. So theoretically, the ball had landed, shall we say, Black, Odd, Low, 4 times in a row, no repeat, no zero.
However, after losing the 4th bet, it was the comment the croupier said to the smirking pit that stood out, ?perhaps I?m being too hard on him?. What the hell! Were the spins random? Were they hell like.
Later in the year, I booked a stop-over at Sky City Auckland and flew in from Wellington to Sky City Auckland with the aim of winning $5k, my strategy was to bet the opposing columns and dozens of the last number hit, triple up, yet off-set by any win so as to slow the progression rate. Within an hour or two, I had reached my target.
Amazed, it was only mid-afternoon, I had a night booked, what should I do?As any undisciplined newbie would, you carry on playing, well its working, so why not. At casinos you get to appreciate shift personal changes, usually on mass. I didn?t give it a second thought that the croupier had just been un-expectantly been replaced by some Chinese guy. I was seated at the bottom of the columns. First spin, LOSE.
Okay, no problem, had been playing all morning and had encountered that before. Except this was different. No word of a lie, I am 100% convinced the croupier tried to warn me, I will always believe this, you had to have witnessed it, rather than simply reading my words in print. It was clear as anything. In hindsight obviously he was sent (the house burner, a phrase I learnt many years later via the forums) in to do a job and no doubt being monitored by the eye in the sky.
As he was scooping my lost column bets, he looked me straight in the eye and stared at me for a few seconds. He couldn?t say anything, as the tables are mic?d, but he was trying to warn me, to leave. Being stupid and naive I didn?t react, had just lost x chips, so bet again. In the space of a few spins, I was cleaned out. Losing every spin thereafter.
Other example of dealers spinning against you, same venue. An Indian dealer, not being very good at what he was trying to do. Spun the ball so slow, it barely made 3 revolutions of the wheel, utterly blatant.
Another time at Sky City Auckland, I came up with a new option, bet against columns / dozens that had repeated for maybe 6 times already. Like I say, stuff tactics, more to do with the floor staff.
Jumping around tables, I?m doing fine. So I?m in a situation of betting the two outside columns, tripling my bets each time. I have about four bites, until you hit the table max. I?m on my last bet, the Maori bitch, is aiming for the zero, I didn?t know this, but realised afterwards. She missed it by one pocket. I don?t recall the number that hit, 26 or 32, that is not the point. After she missed the zero, the unintelligent cow wasn?t sure if I had won or lost. After realising I had lost regardless of her missing the zero. She couldn?t contain herself.
Turned to embarrassed female pit-boss and said in front of a very busy table ?I got him?. You for real, ?I got him?!!!!! Yeah right, meaning, despite the table being very busy, I was the target all along. Anger wouldn?t even cover it, not even now as I recall the memory.
Talking to a few regulars in the place, and asking why do they do this. They told me, ?if staff are good for the house, they get promoted to the VIP areas?. ?Don?t have to deal with the $1 bettors, nicer working conditions?, give away Gold bracelets and the like to employees of the month, in other words, ?if you?re good for the house, you get rewarded?. . You can?t tip down under, but the casino rewards them instead.
So besides the jealously and greater loyalty to their employer, rather than a punter who is splashing around more cash than they earn in a month, they have all the incentive in the world to take you down.
I?ve had another Maori dealer, take pity on me, asked me how I?m doing, told him losing, and all I want is random spins. Managed to recoup my loss, but wanted to get ahead for the time spent at the table, change of dealer, yeah wipe out. Newbie player, not knowing any better, but learning pretty fast. There was another forum (VIP Project Sydney I think), where another poster who played at the same venue, after being cleaned out, the Maori dealer said to him, ?oh, you going over there now, don?t try that at my table buddy?. Utterly disgusting, no more than bottom feeders, trying to compete with each other.
The realisation was beginning to drop, not only are you up against the HE, random, but also the dealer. I can?t say what I would like due to this boards censoring of words, suffice to say, starts with a ?c? and ends with?ts?. I will emphasise once again, I was a newbie who knew nothing, all strategies used I would class as flawed, however, the point I am trying to get across, is the dealers reactions.
No idea how much the entire foray at Sky sh1tty cost me, probably in the region of $20k.
These are the main recollections, others have faded.
To be continued
Where to begin? What can be remembered and what is forgotten!
Circa 2002, I was a total newbie, wet behind the ears, didn?t know about any gambling forums, bet selection or progressions.
Playing Roulette at Sky City Auckland, New Zealand, losing hand over fist. Somebody I was working alongside mentioned ?double up? until you win. So I hot footed to the casino and decided to bet all 3 EC?s doubling up until each EC won, something along those lines.
The point I wish to convey and emphasize, it is not so much the strategies deployed, which were destine to lose, rather the reactions of the casino staff.
Went to table starting at $25, betting 3 of EC?s, Wow they all lost, so I double up, lose again, the losing number wasn?t a repeat, nor was it zero. Just me and the croupier, with a pit supervisor grinning in the back-ground. I repeated the process two more times losing both bets and got wiped out. So theoretically, the ball had landed, shall we say, Black, Odd, Low, 4 times in a row, no repeat, no zero.
However, after losing the 4th bet, it was the comment the croupier said to the smirking pit that stood out, ?perhaps I?m being too hard on him?. What the hell! Were the spins random? Were they hell like.
Later in the year, I booked a stop-over at Sky City Auckland and flew in from Wellington to Sky City Auckland with the aim of winning $5k, my strategy was to bet the opposing columns and dozens of the last number hit, triple up, yet off-set by any win so as to slow the progression rate. Within an hour or two, I had reached my target.
Amazed, it was only mid-afternoon, I had a night booked, what should I do?As any undisciplined newbie would, you carry on playing, well its working, so why not. At casinos you get to appreciate shift personal changes, usually on mass. I didn?t give it a second thought that the croupier had just been un-expectantly been replaced by some Chinese guy. I was seated at the bottom of the columns. First spin, LOSE.
Okay, no problem, had been playing all morning and had encountered that before. Except this was different. No word of a lie, I am 100% convinced the croupier tried to warn me, I will always believe this, you had to have witnessed it, rather than simply reading my words in print. It was clear as anything. In hindsight obviously he was sent (the house burner, a phrase I learnt many years later via the forums) in to do a job and no doubt being monitored by the eye in the sky.
As he was scooping my lost column bets, he looked me straight in the eye and stared at me for a few seconds. He couldn?t say anything, as the tables are mic?d, but he was trying to warn me, to leave. Being stupid and naive I didn?t react, had just lost x chips, so bet again. In the space of a few spins, I was cleaned out. Losing every spin thereafter.
Other example of dealers spinning against you, same venue. An Indian dealer, not being very good at what he was trying to do. Spun the ball so slow, it barely made 3 revolutions of the wheel, utterly blatant.
Another time at Sky City Auckland, I came up with a new option, bet against columns / dozens that had repeated for maybe 6 times already. Like I say, stuff tactics, more to do with the floor staff.
Jumping around tables, I?m doing fine. So I?m in a situation of betting the two outside columns, tripling my bets each time. I have about four bites, until you hit the table max. I?m on my last bet, the Maori bitch, is aiming for the zero, I didn?t know this, but realised afterwards. She missed it by one pocket. I don?t recall the number that hit, 26 or 32, that is not the point. After she missed the zero, the unintelligent cow wasn?t sure if I had won or lost. After realising I had lost regardless of her missing the zero. She couldn?t contain herself.
Turned to embarrassed female pit-boss and said in front of a very busy table ?I got him?. You for real, ?I got him?!!!!! Yeah right, meaning, despite the table being very busy, I was the target all along. Anger wouldn?t even cover it, not even now as I recall the memory.
Talking to a few regulars in the place, and asking why do they do this. They told me, ?if staff are good for the house, they get promoted to the VIP areas?. ?Don?t have to deal with the $1 bettors, nicer working conditions?, give away Gold bracelets and the like to employees of the month, in other words, ?if you?re good for the house, you get rewarded?. . You can?t tip down under, but the casino rewards them instead.
So besides the jealously and greater loyalty to their employer, rather than a punter who is splashing around more cash than they earn in a month, they have all the incentive in the world to take you down.
I?ve had another Maori dealer, take pity on me, asked me how I?m doing, told him losing, and all I want is random spins. Managed to recoup my loss, but wanted to get ahead for the time spent at the table, change of dealer, yeah wipe out. Newbie player, not knowing any better, but learning pretty fast. There was another forum (VIP Project Sydney I think), where another poster who played at the same venue, after being cleaned out, the Maori dealer said to him, ?oh, you going over there now, don?t try that at my table buddy?. Utterly disgusting, no more than bottom feeders, trying to compete with each other.
The realisation was beginning to drop, not only are you up against the HE, random, but also the dealer. I can?t say what I would like due to this boards censoring of words, suffice to say, starts with a ?c? and ends with?ts?. I will emphasise once again, I was a newbie who knew nothing, all strategies used I would class as flawed, however, the point I am trying to get across, is the dealers reactions.
No idea how much the entire foray at Sky sh1tty cost me, probably in the region of $20k.
These are the main recollections, others have faded.
To be continued