is a favorite topic of mine, for I'm intrigued with
disguises, and when I discuss disguises, I don't mean
physical changes. There are some card counters who
have been barred from practically all casinos, and
they must resort to false beards and things like that.
The disguises I refer to are emotional and intellectual
ones, for they are more effective than physical changes
and are necessary to a card counter who is winning.
The following are the best methods of disguising play:
-- Don't stay at any one table more than an hour or
in any casino more than two hours at one time.
If you play often enough at a particular casino you'll
be recognized by the casino personnel. That's all
right as long as they don't recognize you as a card
counter or winner. By hitting and running, you stand
the best chance of not being barred. Long play at
any one table gives them the opportunity to really
scrutinize your play, so don't linger.
-- Change your betting patterns when you have to.
Even though the methods outlined in this book give
you the best chance of winning by altering your bets
according to the count, there will be times you won't
be able to do this and survive in a casino.
Sometimes if you've put out a big bet in anticipation
of a favorable hand and the dealer shuffles up instead,
it pays to leave the big bet out. If you constantly
change your bets at the last minute when the dealer
breaks the deck, it will raise a red flag in front
of both the dealer's and floorman's eyes. I always
wait until the last minute to make my bet, eyeing
the ,dealer surreptitiously, waiting to see what he
is doing with the cards. If he breaks them, I then
make my normal or neutral bet without having to remove
chips from a previous bet.
I can remember one incident vividly, at a Strip hotel-casino
where I had done very well on many occasions. I was
playing head-to-head with a dealer at a single-deck
game. The minimum bet allowed was $25, and I was altering
my bets from a minimum of $25 to a maximum of $200.
I had played many times there, almost daily for long
periods of time when I lived in Vegas, and yet I never
was barred even though I beat them for a lot of money.
The floormen and pit bosses had their suspicions,
but any time they came close to barring me, my actions
On this occasion I had a $200 bet out with a favorable
hand coming up when the floorman came over to the
table. The dealer immediately shuffled up the cards.
The logical move was to reduce the bet to $50, since
the opening round would be a neutral one, neither
plus nor minus. However, to do this might have been
the final straw, and the floorman might have taken
the opportunity right then and there to bar me.
Instead I let the bet ride and started a conversation
with the floorman.
"Can I get a drink?" I asked.
"Sure." He snapped his fingers for a cocktail
"I've been running some good luck tonight,"
I told him.
"I see that." I had a huge stack of chips
in front of me.
"Were you here yesterday?" I asked.
"Did you see what happened to me?’’
"It was at lunchtime. I sat down just before
eating, and by the time I got to the coffee shop I
blew three big ones. Three thousand. I couldn't even
I made up this story with impunity, because floormen
work on shifts just as dealers do, and there was no
way a floorman would be on at noon and at ten o'clock
in the evening, when this conversation was taking
"I can't get over losing that much. I'm going
to have to win ten more times just like this just
to break even." By this time the cards were given
to me to cut. I cut them, the dealer restacked them
and dealt me my cards face down. His upcard was an
"Insurance?" the dealer asked.
"Should I take insurance?" I asked the floorman.
"First take a look at your cards."
"Okay." I had gotten a Online Blackjack
Games, a lucky break for me with a maximum bet riding.
"Should I insure it?" I asked.
"You should always insure a Online Blackjack
Games," the floorman said to me.
"You can't lose that bet."
Of course this was bad advice (see Insurance), giving
the house an 8.1 percent edge.
"I have a hunch he doesn't have his Online Blackjack
Games," I said.
"It's up to you, sir."
The dealer waited patiently.
"No," I said, "I don't want insurance."
I waited. The dealer peeked and then prepared to deal,
not having seen my cards. I turned over my Online
Blackjack Games and got paid $300 instead of the $200
I would have received if I'd taken the floorman's
The floorman shook his head and walked away from the
table. He didn't bother me again that evening. After
all, how could I be a counter? I left my big bet riding
and didn't alter it. I asked for a drink. I asked
his advice and didn't take what he considered correct
advice. And I told him I had a hunch. This isn't the
way card counters operate. Many card counters are
stubborn individuals who don't roll with the punches.
Such a counter would have reduced his bet, considered
the floorman as an enemy, and immediately not have
taken insurance without consulting the floorman. And
in that situation he might have been summarily barred
from the casino as a card counter.
-- Make the wrong plays at times if the floorman or
pit boss is watching your play. I do this often, especially
when I have a minimum bet out and the deck is unfavorable.
Some of my plays are so dumb and crazy that they'd
confound me if I was watching a stranger make the
A floorman had been watching me closely for about
fifteen minutes when the deck got very unfavorable.
I split 6s against the dealer's 10 and managed to
break even; then on the next hand I stood on a soft
16 against the dealer's 5, mumbling that I figured
he'd break first. After these two plays the floorman
left me alone.
Other times I've split 5s instead of doubling down,
stood on soft 17s (a real amateur move), and doubled
down on a hard 9 against dealer's 10. In short, I've
done ridiculous things to impress a floorman with
my stupidity, just to be left alone. After I make
these moves, floormen think I'm just an idiot having
a good run of luck.
-- Ask a lot of questions. I'm always asking questions
at a table. I ask the dealer if I should split certain
cards, such as 2s against a dealer's 6> or 8s against
a dealer's ace. If he gives me the right answer, I
follow his advice. If he gives me the wrong answer,
I tell him he's probably right but I have a hunch.
If he's silent or noncommittal, I act flustered, then
make the right decision anyway, muttering about my
If a floorman is around, I direct questions at him
till he runs away to the tranquility of another table.
I've asked floormen to suggest books for me to read
so I can learn how to play Online Blackjack Games.
They invariably give me the name of the most worthless
one written by a fellow casino executive, which I
sometimes ask them to write down, so I won't forget
If you ask enough questions, no dealer or floorman
will consider you more than a nuisance.
• If the game is big enough and there's going
to be casino scrutiny from the start, the following
steps have to be taken to protect your interests.
This is what I do when a game is big and there's going
to be immediate heat from the casino.
I come to the table with a glass full of liquid.
It can be a weak drink of water. I'm the only
one who knows what's in there, and I don't disclose
the contents, except to intimate that it's a strong
b. Instead of taking the money out of my wallet
in an orderly fashion, I sometimes shake out the
cash as if I'm slightly drunk.
After I get my chips, I drain my drink and ask
for a strong drink, such as gin and tonic, which
I'll nurse during the remainder of the session.
The casino loves a drinker, and they don't figure
that a card counter will be drinking.
My betting pattern is not rigid. In a big game
I'll be at a casino that has favorable rules,
and I might make my biggest wager on the first
round of play, when I have a slight edge over
the house. Thereafter, my bets will appear haphazard.
If I win a previous hand, I double up the bet
if the deck is neutral or slightly favorable.
I ask the dealer and floorman for advice, and
sometimes I show my cards to a fellow player and
ask his advice as well.
I joke around and keep up a constant patter. Casino
personnel have an image of a card counter: a serious
type who's always looking around at the cards
to keep the count going. They don't believe that
card counters would engage in idle chatter.
However, I am so attuned to the game that I can
joke with the dealer, talk to the other players,
and still keep an accurate count, including aces
and, perhaps if I'm really sharp, a count of the
neutral cards as well.
With a minimum bet and the deck unfavorable, I
make crazy, strange bets only a fool would make.
I tip the dealer generously, keeping him happy.
Writing about this brings up many fond memories
of the times 8oormen would be shaking their heads
and smiling at my stupidity, wondering how an
idiot like myself managed to be a winner. And
they welcomed me back the next time with open
arms, knowing that sooner or later a fool and
his money are parted, as the old saying goes