Saturday Night at the Boat – Bottom Feeding
The Target calls Laser and say’s,”There is going to be a full moon Saturday night. Let’s go to the U-Boat (Harrah’s Horseshoe). It’s time we came out of hibernation.” It’s been over two months since the crew got together and did some serious craps shooting. What better way than going to our favorite boat on a crowded Saturday night and defying all odds!
Like Kenny Rogers said in the Gambler, “It’s knowing when to hold them and knowing when to fold them.” In our case, “Knowing when to throw them, and knowing when to run”.
Laser910 suggested we bring our experience, skill and luck and maybe even practice a little. I asked Laser if he remembered how to get to the U-Boat. He said it didn’t matter, the Lincoln knows the way. What we didn’t count on was Ringo Starr doing a one night stand in the show room. Parking was going to be impossible. The Horseshoe had a person with a red flash light waiving everyone on and not letting anyone turn into the parking garage. While we were waiting for the red light to change the guy with the light gets a call on his radio and walks away. The light changed and I suggested we turn into the garage while the guy was gone. We did! We ended up on the forth floor and found a parking spot at the far end next to the boat yard. It seemed like a one mile walk to the craps area.
We found Target wondering around checking out all the tables. The craps area wasn’t crowed at all. Seven tables were manned and three of them had our positions open. We picked out $10, 12 foot table and went to work. Once we settled in the table began to fill up.
After 25 minutes Target spotted an empty ten foot table and suggest that we move. We were losing and down $100-$150 each. My shooting was in worse shape than I thought. I was so rusty. I was willing to try anything.
We moved to the new table and to our surprise it was a $5 table. For me nothing changed. When we arrived at the new table I discovered that I left my drink at the other table. I asked the stick guy to watch my chips. When I got back they had a towel over them. I removed the towel and made like I was wiping my arm pits. This got a laugh and when I tossed the towel to the box lady it landed on her head. That really got a laugh and the table crew was ours for the rest of the night.
One round of play and the suit raised the table limit to $10. We were losing at this point. Another round of play and the suit raised the table limit to $15. Target said that we now can make more money faster. I agreed. We were now making sound bets and playing smart.
This was the worst shooting night I can remember having. It was point seven out on every turn except for my last turn. I threw three eights in a row and the then seven out.
The rest of the crew faired better. ClubSodaKenny arrived and turn things up a notch.
Laser hit the four number Fire Bet. Target then went on a binge and was throwing junk numbers like they were on sale. I set up the Iron Cross and started harvesting the field bets as fast as I could while Target was throwing four and tens.
ClubSodaKenny then took over and proceeded to throw nine straight field numbers and then made a couple of points and then more field numbers. It was one of the best rolls of the night. Laser had some decent rolls but his C&E and Hard-way bets took its toll on him.
All three of the crew threw plenty of field numbers. Target saw what I was doing and said, “Hey, Charlie has become a bottom feeder”. I call it money management and being in the right place at the right time.
I thought maybe we should hang around and see if the suit raises the limit to $25.
It turned out to be one of those weird Saturday nights at the boat. I don’t like to put won or loss amounts in reports unless it has some value on how the evening can turn around for good or worse. In any event here is how it cashed out; Target topped out $600 plus mainly due to his skill at being on the ten and four at the right time.
I came home $466 on the plus side no thanks to my shooting. I have to thank the rest of the crew for the field harvest.
Laser had his up and downs with the C&E and hard-ways but recovered most of his loss with the fire bet win. Minus $175.
ClubSodaKenny with the big hand of the night made a super come back and was only short $200.
We played on a $10 table and a $5 table later changed to $15. Our table positions were; SR-1, SR-2, SL-1 and SL-2. The crews at both tables were excellent. The tables are still bouncy. No heat was experience. We played a good four hours.
Going home was a different matter. We found the Lincoln after a long scenic walk through the maze of cars in the parking garage. Retracing our route home we ran into a flooded area about one foot deep and four blocks long. We made it through by following in the wake of a car in front of us. What a storm that was while we were at the comfort of the craps table. No, we did not see any bottom feeders or carp.
Charlie009
Copyright July 25, 2010
