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Diary of a Sharpshooter by Sharpshooter
Jerry Patterson's Advantage Player Highlights
Reprinted from Advantage Player -- Jerry Patterson's Online Casino Gambling Newsletter at CasinoGamblingEdge
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Diary of a Sharpshooter by Sharpshooter
Editor's Note: Sharpshooter is one of the two co-authors of my book **Casino Gambling** and the instructor of the PARR Home Study Course on Dice Control.
I kept a journal on my last trip out to Vegas. Good, bad or ugly, I was going
to tell it like it was, complete with Sharpshooter insights. The team wasn't
with me on this one, so I had three full days to frolic on the Strip's south
side as I saw fit.
11-25-1999
7:00AM (EST) - I awoke to the alarm. Happy Thanksgiving! After a shower, shave, etc. I headed off to pick up my brother, Rich. We arrived at the International terminal at about 9:00AM. Check in went smoothly and so did the 3-1/2 hour flight. We arrived in Vegas at 1:30PM, uh... make that 10:30AM Pacific Standard Time. The bags were forwarded over to Ballys, where we were staying. I spotted a driver holding a sign with my last name on it as we walked down "rental car row" in the main terminal. "We get a limo? ...Cool!" my brother responded. "Stick with me, kid, and you'll do all right," I replied. A black limousine whisked us off to the hotel; so far, so good.
2:00PM (PST) - After check-in and lunch, we headed up to check out our room where our bags were already waiting for us. We unpacked and unwound for a half-hour. I set up my practice rig and began throwing the dice. Thirty tosses and only three 7's; I felt good. But then the dice starting "popping" on me a little and I threw three more 7's in the next six throws!
After analyzing the situation, I came to the conclusion that, for some reason, my revolutions on the dice had shifted slightly. Instead of landing flat, the dice were more on edge and were a little too lively. I brought my thumb up a little higher on the grip to kill some of the backspin. That did the trick and I threw twelve more times with only one 7. I felt ready to take on the tables.
4:30PM - We bellied up to a table. I had the dice and my favorite table position ... stick left. I bought in for $300 and began betting $25 units, but after five attempts with the dice, I was almost even (maybe one or two units down). These tables were a little softer than my practice box and I hadn't quite turned the corner yet.
Rich grew impatient and went off to the blackjack pit. I changed tables and got my position and the dice again. This time things looked better. I held the cubes for over 20 minutes. My $300 turned into $700! I had made four point passes and hit several inside numbers along the way. I liked the way the dice were reacting at that table so
I decided to stay, hoping to get the dice back at some later time, with minimal damage to my bankroll. I placed a $30 six and a $30 eight. My plan was to take one hit for $35 and regress down to $18 each. At that point I would only have $1 at risk, but a quick seven out took my 60 bucks. I tried again on the next shooter. Three throws later ... you guessed it -- "seven out, line away," the stick called out. All right, let's try the don't side, but a quick seven on the come out claimed my quarter. $200 later, I concluded I would leave the table with some profit. I walked around the pit, but all of the stick left positions were taken.
6:00PM -- I found my brother at a quarter blackjack table. It was a handheld double-deck game. He seemed to be holding his own. I asked him, "How are the cards treating you?" which translated means, "What's the count?" "Decent," he answered, meaning slightly positive. I put four green chips aside and sat down.
7:25PM -- "Hey, we got to go!" Rich exclaimed, looking down at his watch. "Are you sure? I've got these guys right where I want them!" I replied with a grin. The dealer shook her head (I was up a whopping $25). We hit the cashiers' cage and made a break for the Sports Book.
After we hooked up with a friend, we headed west on Flamingo Road. It was a beautiful, clear night. I could see all the lights down the strip. This is Vegas and as many times as I've been here, I still get excited! We parked the vehicle and walked inside the Rio -- a pretty nice casino -- colorful, but not too overly done. It's a fun, festive environment.
We reached the lounge, sat down, ordered a round and enjoyed a show featuring Nat Turner. He had a unique style and could do no wrong. The audience was eating out of his hands. By the end of the night, he had us all singing Commodores, Earth-Wind and Fire and Marvin Gaye tunes. We finally turned in at about 1:00AM.
11-26-1999
8:00AM -- The alarm went off. I rubbed my eyes and looked around. "Yeah, that's right. I'm in Vegas," I thought. Rich was already in the shower. I skipped breakfast and practice, opting for a shower and a quick cup of coffee.
We went down and found an open craps table. I bought in for $500. I was not able to get anything going, but didn't feel bad about my throw. $300 later we decided to hoof it over to the Bellagio. Messing around with $5 units on other shooters and waiting to get the dice, I dropped $200 before deciding to take a walk ($200 is my normal stop-loss). I was down $285 for the trip now and was feeling a little frustrated. Then I saw an open table on the other side of the pit . . . I'm there! $10 on the pass line and two fast sevens on the come out.
I looked at my watch. It was about 9:30AM. Everything looked good. The dice were coming out together, going through identical motions, landing and stopping with minimal bounce. I established a point of 5, pressed up my odds and came right back with a 3-2 combo, making the point.
Somewhere along the way, the table filled up with excited players, but I hadn't noticed. At one point I remember hearing the Boxman say to me, "Sir, you're making a believer out of me." Unphased, I kept on with my routine -- first the set, then the carefully balanced grip and then the soft delivery.
Finally, because there were so many line bets at the other end of the table, the inevitable happened. One die hit an odds bet and turned off to the side. The seven appeared and ended the party. I was brought out of my trance by a rousing round of applause. I looked down at the racks in front of me. They were filled with barber poles of red and green chips. I glanced at my watch... 10:12AM! A 40- to 45-minute roll! I quickly took inventory... 65 units net! I wish I had pressed up a little more aggressively but, oh well, I'll take it.
"I must have made a dozen passes," I said as I pushed the stacks of red and green forward to be colored up. "You made 10 points," the boss said, not sounding too happy about it. I picked up my purple and several blacks, placed a red chip on the line for the boys and started towards the cashiers' counter. I saw Rich. "Where were you, man? I just had a dinosaur roll," I said, showing off my assortment of colors. "Yeah," he said, sounding disappointed. "By the time I realized what was going on, it was too late. That table was so packed you couldn't fit a knife blade in there," he lamented. "Well, I probably had the roll of the weekend and was only betting $10 units," I said, sounding a little disappointed myself.
By the time I sevened out, I had only pressed up to single green units. Usually, that is where I start.
Jerry's Comment: If Sharpshooter would have practiced first, before the session, as he usually does, and had a normal breakfast, he probably would have played with more confidence, started with his usual green units and won over twice as much. He was in too much of a hurry to get started and skipped the practice session.
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