Ploppy play of the day

I read on one of the boards this ploppy play of the day,liked it and thought I'd share this one.Dealt 6,5 against a ten,he stands.I had to ask him why-"because I thought the dealer would bust"

I stood on a nine once. Looked at it, thought to myself "Good Hand" so I laid my cards down. PS. Dealer busted.

once i received A,6 and thought "7, give me a 4" I got a 3 and thought "now give a big one!" ... out comes the 4 ... "ugh, hit it again" ... bust !

and then again to top it i received A,7 and thought "8, give me a 3!" ... lo and behold i get the 3 ... "yay! big one please!" you know the rest

at least I got some good cover out of it

It was a double deck (hand held) game. The woman next to me has a pair of queens. She had too much to drink and moves her cards in a way that makes the dealer think she wants a hit (remember, the dealer can't see her hand). Of course, she gets an ace.

ND

Because who doesn't want two 16s against the dealer's 10? Then the ploppy stood on both hands.

Just got back from a long weekend in LV.

I was at the Silverton, SD,DAS table. The guy next to me is playing two hands. When he sat down it was obvious everyone in the joint knew him and that he was a regular with a capital R. Everyone seemed to like him (I soon found out why he was so popular with the casino).

After a couple of hands I could see he wasn't going to impress me with his play.

But then, on about his 5th hand, I spy that he gets a 6,3 and a A,5 on the two hands he's playing. The dealer has a 6. I'm thinking "good hands, guy".

Ready for this?...he *HITS* on both. Not DOUBLES, hits.

OK, bad enough. But then he draws a 5 to his 9 combo for 14 and then HITS again. Busts. But wait, there's more...

And it gets worse.

On his soft 16 he gets his 5.

And then.....he......HITS!!!!

HITS!!!!!!!!!!on 21!!!!!!!!

Pulls a 4 then some big card and the dealer takes his money.

I am in shock.

Then again, there's a silver lining...maybe I'm not such a bad player after all. At least not the worst on the block ;-)

It was a wierd weekend all around. I also saw a guy at Slots A Fun double on a pair of 4s vs the dealer's 10.

I, on the other hand, had a good weekend, sometimes for the wrong reasons.

I had this coupon for a nice Mexican dinner (recommended by the way) at the Palms, along with a coupon that would pay double if you won on your first hand at the tables.

I thought well, what the hell. So I put down my $10 bucks at the shoe game and informed the dealer I was just there for one hand.

Got a pair of 7s. Split 'em. Got another pair of 7s. Then another pair of 7s. Split 'em again of course. Then another pair. I'm pulling money out of my pocket like crazy!

I maxed out on splitting 7s!

The PB, dealer, players are all gawking at the table. And so am I, frankly, because I have never seen that many splits.

On 3 of the splits I double down. Can't remember exactly what I had, but the hands called for it.

I know these are not high percentage hands, more defensive than anything, and I also know that I have a lot more cash on the table than I intended to have at a multi-deck game. I gulped big time.

Anyhow the dealer busts. Amazing!

Now to Slots A Fun (SD, S17, DAS) the next night.

I am getting hammered. And after 2 hours of nothing working for me and everything working for the dealers, I am highly POed. I'm only down a couple hundred because I know I am snake-bit and so I'm betting mini all the way. (I don't count, as of yet, BTW)

So I decide to call it a (bad) night.

But then I get a hair and decide to break a cardinal rule: I bet all the rest of my table money, $300, on a make-or-break last hand.

I figured I can live with the loss (I had more in the safe)and I just wanted to do it! Damn the torpedos!!!

So I get an 8,3 to the dealer's Q.

Oh sh*t.

Got to DD, right?

So I scrounge up another $300 from my pocket and hidden in a pocket in my wallet (I had 2 bucks left on me). Now I have $600 sitting on the table after betting minis all night!

I draw an Ace. A freaking ACE.

My heart is on the floor.

But..drumroll, please...the dealer busts.

Oh happy day.

Stupid. But lucky.

Beats the hell out of intelligent nonluck.

... really how to count (interpret?) the "A".

They either stand on a soft hand: A with 2, 3, 4, or 5, and other players who hit "A when they have 7, 8, and 9 with it.

It is apparent that the first group must be counting the "A" as ONLY 11. The second group seems to counts the "A" as ONLY 1. When they're reminded of what they had, they show a BLANK face... of innocence!

... too many complementary cocktails

after seeing the Ace as "1" or "11" initially, I think "a 3 or 4 sure would go nice with this A,6" - then when I get the 3, I get all excited and my hand turns into an 10 - "okay, now a big one please!"

so far this has happened to me twice (in over 400hrs of play) and both times the dealer made a big deal about my mistake - so at least I got some cover out of it

is that they think the A _must_ be counted as EITHER 1 or 11 before they make their decision. I've seen numerous examples, like this:

Dealer says to ploppy, "You have 7 or 17."
Ploppy says, "Oh... uh, um, ok, I'll call it 17. Stand."

three months of my birth in the same hospital I was born in. Junior
passed away in Sept 71.

Sorry to hear that, Frank. Life is tough at times. So... is Frank Stanton III your grandson?

Reminds me that 1/3 of people inherit their money.

It could be some kind of mental "inflexibility" to see two cards having two different sum totals at the same time. Ain't that a contradiction? Or, paradox?

You should find no problem with the disapline needed to win in the long run, if you can keep from those $300 hunches that is. Longrun focus and short term numbness, while staying observent toward possible casino heat, is exactly what it takes. Walking that knife's edge you already have down.

Good post!