at the BJ table?
I'll go first.
Last trip to LV at the Silverton, I split a pair of 4's vs a 2!
Don't have a clue what I was thinking. NOT thinking, I guess.
Like I said, a "brain f*rt."
OK, your turn. 'Fess up!
Last october I was at the Palace Station playing double deck. I was sick as a dog came to vegas for vacation with the flu. I had hard 16 the dealer had a six up and the TC was plus five. I looked at my hand through my feverish eyes and doubled green. The oriental dealer yelled check pray double on sixteen. My buddy looked at me and rolled his eyes. After I busted I gathered my chips(I was ahead 35 units) and crawled up to my room.
While getting a drink by a sexy smiling cocktail waitress, I accidently threw a black chip out during a negative count and lost.
Good cover?
Three years ago, sitting next to third base, I stood on a 9-2 against the dealer's 6 in a face down game. No one (including me) realized my error until the cards were turned over. However, I was roundly cheered as a hero because the dealer busted and someone figured out that I had "saved" the table by not taking my DD/hit.
Buick
All of these occurred when I played once and once only
doubled on a hard 12
hit a seventeen vs. dealers ace (the count was negative but didn't justify the deviation.) I received a four for the winner, but it was still a brain f_rt.
split 6,6 vs. 7 in 6D, S17 (I lost both).
Not standing on 16 to a dealers 9 at a hi-Lo true of +6 (of course I realized it three quarters of a second after I hit and busted).
I usually make my decisions very quickly and I don't feel these few mistakes have really hurt me all that much.
Telescopic
Just a little over a year ago I was playing some seven card stud. Starting off with three clubs I had my flush with the sixth card. I'd been betting it up most of the way against another player who was showing a smaller flush (I had the ace and king). When the last card was dealt down I checked my hole cards for the first time since they'd been dealt to me and much to my surprise one of my "clubs" had turned into a spade. He bet and I folded. Hit 'em hard, The Side
I almost hit a 12 against a 4 in a very high count with lots of money on the table. Something along the lines of "12 v 4, very high count, must diverge from Basic." I don't really know what I was thinking but the dealer stared at me slackjawed long enough for me to retract the hand signal. My wife, a witness to this feat of brilliance, loves to bring up this incident whenever I go into too much detail about my 21 expertise.
I had just waken up at 3AM for my early morning session. I thought I saw a 6/5 against the dealer's 9 and pushed out my double. The dealer, withought flinching, pulls the double apart and starts playing the split. I am thinking as I sip my coffee, " Isn't this interesting?" I end up with twenty (6/4/10) on the first hand and and 18 (6,10,2) on the next. The dealer turns over and eight and I win both. He says, "I wondered what the hell you were up to," as I was playing headsup against him. I said," Can I get some more coffee?" The pit didn't take much interest in my play after that and when I finished counting up my ratholed reds and greens from that session I was up 200 and showing down 450. Great cover.... not recommended.
I was tired, it was late, and for some reason, when I glanced at my hand I thought my 9 was an 8!
@^S
Yeah, I know.. another fine example of why you shouldn't play when you are tired!
The dealer never flinched or said a word or yelled out "Doubling on a hard 12" or anything. As she dealt me my bust card, I realized my error. I yelled out something like "Oh SH*t, I thought that was an 8!".
@^D
The PB was watching from nearby and sort of sympathetically said something like "I wondered why you were doing that!"
I guess it sort of worked out to be a cover play, albeit an unintentional and expensive one!
@^E
Take care,
@^)
Cyclops
at Caesar's Tahoe, long ago and far away, actually took a hit when looking at a blackjack! Turned it into a 21 with another face card I didn't need. It was my wife's hand, but I told her what to do. Yes, I get reminded.
The dealer BTW didn't hesitate or question, just slapped that puppy right over. Perhaps it was the altitude, or that it was around 4am...actually it was beginner's stupidity thinking I had an eleven.
I've made a few other dumb moves, but not quite as colossal as that one.
Regards,
Wildcard
i was playing the bj blitz machine-i had 2 tens with a sky high count-i was so excited that i pressed the double down button instead of the split.OUCH!!!!!
had a pair of 9's and couldn't decide to split or not split and like a dummy I hit instead of tucking it (I was tired)
Interesting to note that virtually all of the above posts contain the phrase, "It was late..." or "I was tired..."
Let this be a lesson to us all.
I played at a casino which did not restrict splits. I bet 3 hands $60, caught 3 20. I decided to split them to eat cards under the negative counts. I ended split 10s 15 times to a total of 18 boxes. I lost half of my bets.
