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Chemin de Fer
Do not play chemin defer in any casino in the world. It is easy to get butchered in this game, especially if you area higher than average better. Chemin de fer is based on the same card combination principle as baccarat and baccara. The main difference is that chemin de fer is a game where the players bet among themselves. The house does not gamble at all. The casino just supplies croupiers that deal the game. The croupiers see the game is run properly and, most important of all, collect 5 percent of each bet the banker wins. This 5 percent is for the “privilege” of playing chemin de fer in that club. Isn’t that dandy! All the club does is supply you with a table and some chairs and they get 5 percent of the action.
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Online Casino Card Counting
An Introduction
But you're human, and it stings like hell when you lose a fat-boy, especially because you as a card counter have put so much effort into eking out your 1.5 percent. Believe me, I know, and I'm sorry to say there's no other way but to endure the pain, unfortunately. It just comes with the territory.
Now, if you're someone who is prone to let your emotions get the better of you, or if you still don't want to take my advice about how the actions of others have no effect on you over the long run, then simply find another table when you see someone who obviously doesn't know what he's doing. Of course, in a crowded casino, that isn't always easy-but if it helps you play a better game, then by all means don't hesitate to do it.
Beatting Process
As for me, in all the years I've been counting cards, I've been the victim of countless bad beats. Here's one I'll never forget, and what makes this one extra gut wrenching is that it involved a player trying to put one over on the casino . So keep in mind that bad beats do come in all shapes and sizes, and you never know when one is about to happen.
lowed. To this point, I've muddled through a couple of rough shoes, down about $700 or so since walking in. Overall, though, it's been a tough set of cards.
But, I'm thinking, all that may be just about ready to change. With six or so hands left in the shoe, the count suddenly starts rising. Unfortunately, that's also when another player comes along, looks at my $25 table, and then jumps into the game at first base. He buys in with something like a $lo-dollar bill, two fives, and five singles, which, for starters, means the six or so hands that would've been dealt at a very high count may now amount to only four or five.
Basic Strategy
Now I don't make a habit of prejudging anyone, but I must admit that if I were forced to pick someone out of all the players in the casino that night whom I thought just might be capable of causing a problem-any problem-this guy would certainly have been my first choice. What do you think-irony or coincidence? I'll let you decide.
Anyway, the count continues to rise and so my bets increase accordingly. The next two hands I lose. But during those hands, from a few lessthan-cornmon moves he makes, I notice that the guy at first base appears to know Basic Strategy inside and out.
The count goes through the ceiling. I spread to two hands of $250 each. He gets a blackjack, of course. I split on one hand and double down on the other-for a total of $1,000 on the layout-and lose again. All of it. But I'm just warming up. Now comes the bad beat I'll remem¬ber for the rest of my life.
The count is still through the ceiling. But complicating matters is the fact that heat is on the way. The phones are ringing, I'm getting glares from the pit, and every suit in the place seems to be in a huddle at the podium. But it's the last hand of the shoe, the true count is through the ceiling, and I'm losing my butt. Should I head for the door or play one more hand at a very high advantage?
I spread to two hands of several hundred each, no doubt pushing the limit on what this club is going to tolerate before coming down on me in some way or other. Probably not the best thing for future play, but the moment gets the better of me, especially with the advantage I'm holding on this final hand of the shoe. It's my last hand in the joint, win or loses, no matter what happens.
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