I call this story my "lucky baccarat banque morning" but morning is pushing it a bit. It was far more like my lucky baccarat chemin de fer 30 minutes. It was a morning which created me a believer in men and women who know that destiny or fortune or whatever is on their side and they instantly act upon it. I was happy I discovered the proper individual at the correct time so I could act too.
There is nothing like striking a great run at the punto banco table. I got up at 8am and walked down to obtain my usual cup of black tea with no intentions of playing anything prior to I’d had at least two cups and a sausage muffin. I bumped into a buddy of mine who plays baccarat chemin de fer and immediately changed my mind.
The guy in question can be really good at the casino game and also horrible. If he is on he can not lose and I make money with him due to the fact I stick to whatever his "bet" provides.
Realizing I had left my room with nothing except thirty dollars in my pocket because I only planned to get some food, I stuck it in the cash area. The croupier declared "money plays".
I could tell my buddy was "right on" as soon as he took a seat. It was practically as if fate had blessed him that day and given him a poke to bet on at that punto banco table. I took the entire thirty dollars and pushed it as much as nine hundred and sixty dollars.
I took the nine hundred dollars earnings and started over with sixty dollars and pushed it up to $1920 and was all set to start over with one hundred dollars when he said: "that’s it and it is gone". As I had bet with him prior to on many occasions, I knew he was most likely suitable. Everyone refers to him as the "sit and go kid" so I did not persuade him to stick around.
He had made a profit of over $5000 and determined it was time for a few breakfast. After tips plus a handful of other expenses, I walked away from the table with above $2800.