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Golf Trip to Scottsdale ----> Most Successful Gambling Trip Ever

Discussion in 'Non-Vegas Trip Reports' started by Hurricane, Jun 7, 2017.

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  1. Hurricane

    Hurricane Eat, drink, be merry and roll points

    Mar 26, 2016
    Boston, MA
    Trips to Las Vegas:

    My Trip Report

    I am gearing up for my first Las Vegas trip report for June 30-July 4 (Cosmopolitan and Bellagio), and thought it would be a good warm-up to share my recent and wildly profitable trip to Scottsdale, AZ and the Talking Stick casino. I'll provide the condensed version and focus on my blackjack roller coaster.

    I'm a medium roller (I think) with a gambling budget around $1k/day. Back in January, my wife and I spent a three day weekend at the Bellagio and during a drunken 45 minute period I managed to turn a $1,000 buy-in at a blackjack table in the Wynn into approximately $7,500. I ended up positive about $6,000 for the trip, a personal record at that time.

    A month or so later my wife was away on business so I spent the day at Mohegan Sun playing poker, and profited $2,000 from an original buy-in of $500. So, through two months of 2017, I was in the black something like $8,000, which would in itself be my best year of gambling ever. In other words, I was feeling it.

    I provide the foregoing preamble in order to justify some of my (ultimately fortuitous) degeneration on the Scottsdale trip.

    Scottsdale was the first of what I hope to be an annual golf trip that I organized for me and my buddies. 6 of us made our way from Boston, NY and California to play 4 rounds of golf in the sun during the day and wreak havoc at night. We were successful on both counts.

    On night 1 we hit the casino relatively sober after working all day and traveling, at which time I learned that Arizona casinos do not have craps due to bizarre gambling laws. No matter, we promptly ordered shots and beers, toasted our upcoming long weekend of debauchery, and hit the blackjack tables. Nothing eventful happened except I squandered my entire weekend's self-imposed $2k budget in exchange for about 5 comped beers.

    Night 2 was St. Patrick's Day, and our arrival at the casino was preceded not only by golf, but also by hours of bottle service at a bumping pool party at the W Hotel, cigars, and poor dancing. I pulled another $2k out of the bank for this session, and proceeded to the high limit room. I ordered a martini, and then another, and I was forfeiting cash as fast as I was destroying my liver. I spilled my drink more than once, and cursed liberally but good naturedly. The latter was apparently a bigger faux pas than the former, and I was repeatedly warned by the pit boss to watch my mouth. I apologized profusely and made a good faith effort to do so, but I was well beyond the point of controlling my words or actions with my brain.

    The degen was in full effect, and I hit the ATM for a cash advance of an additional $2,000. That's $6,000 total, or 75% of my year's profits, for those keeping track. At the time, my buddies thought (and loudly told me) that I was stupidly paying a $65 fee for the right to lose even more of my money. They didn't realize that I was making a shrewd investment in a triumphant comeback.

    Back in the high limit room, I started playing more aggressively than ever, and I immediately started winning. I barely touched my cash advance stack and soon I recovered that day's losses, as well. I believed myself to be psychic. I doubled on a hard 13, and won. Another couple of warnings about my exuberant and profane outbursts later, I had all of my trip's money back. Shortly thereafter, I was asked to leave and take 24 hours off. Dead even for the trip, exhausted and in a rare state, I gladly obliged. My friend poured me into a Lyft and I went back to the house and passed out.

    I missed dinner, so at 4AM I awoke, drank half a gallon of water and ate leftover steak I found in the refrigerator, replacing it with a $20 bill.

    The next day was our last full one in Scottsdale. We really did it up. Great golf, then food, beer and wine on a patio at a great spot in Old Town. Followed by a dive bar, a trendy upscale lounge, and then bottle service at a nightclub. After midnight, my 24 hour ban having expired early in the evening, I took a Lyft back to the casino with $2,000 in my pocket. Best. Call. Ever.

    I headed straight back to the high limit room, to the same table, and put my money on the table. All blacks. I started out playing $100 per hand but quickly escalated. $200, then $400. From the very start, I was riding a heater and winning something like 75% of my hands. $500, then $1000 per hand. My stack wasn't growing so much as it was changing color, blacks being replaced with light purple $500 chips. After maybe an hour, I was playing the casino maximum, 3 hands of $1,000 each. I was still winning. I texted with the rest of the guys who were headed my way, having closed the nightclub. I told them they were "missing it". I didn't elaborate.

    When my friends showed up, they saw a fat stack in front of me and asked me how much I was up. I answered honestly. "A lot, I don't know." I held up 4 chips from the top of the stack. "This is my buy-in." They told me we should go. I agreed. I tipped the dealer and asked for color. The dealer informed me that they didn't have chips larger than $500. I put them in a rack.

    Went to the cage. To the same cashier who had me sign the credit advance papers a couple of hours prior. Her jaw dropped. She counted, spreading the chips out. She called over her manager. He nodded. "$21,070." A friend who had not previously seen the stack but who was standing a few feet away heard this. He demanded she repeat it. She did. He whooped loudly and attempted to tackle me. We were both giggling like children. He was shaking me, and yelling ("TWENTY THOUSAND DOLLARS!" ) much more loudly than I liked. I submitted my driver's license, filled out a tax form, and the cashier counted $100 bills for what seemed like 10 minutes. The cashier graciously offered a security walk-out to our car (a Lyft; my crew may have a couple of gambling degenerates but we don't drink and drive), and I thankfully accepted. I left $70 for the cashier.

    Back at the house, we proceeded to have a money fight with $25,000 in cash. 2 hours later, after a quick cat-nap, we were in the car on the way to one of the worst rounds of golf on one of the most beautiful courses (We-Ko-Pa) I have ever played.

    I covered a variety of expenses for the group trip and committed $5,000 toward next year's trip.

    I'm heading to Vegas in 3 weeks with the fattest gambling bankroll I've ever had, on the hottest streak (i.e. short-term random variance) of my life. Will I parlay my success into (very) early retirement? Or crash and burn? You'll have to read my Vegas TR to find out.
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  2. Drewm1972

    Drewm1972 VIP Whale

    Jul 3, 2016
    Trips to Las Vegas:
    Excellent short but great TR thank you I really enjoyed it!!! Ride the heater... hopefully it last till Vegas trip!!
  3. duffer1991

    duffer1991 Whale

    Oct 28, 2013
    Cleveland, Ohio
    Trips to Las Vegas:
    Fantastic news! I have never had the pleasure of cashing out with fat stacks of $100 dollar bills. I hope your lucky streak continues when you get to Las Vegas.

    In the meantime, pay the bills, fill the cars with gas, put some money in your retirement accounts, and then play with no excuses or regrets!
  4. tringlomane

    tringlomane STP Addicted Beer Snob

    Jan 21, 2013
    Trips to Las Vegas:
    Wow! Keep the luck going into Vegas!
  5. simundo26

    simundo26 Low-Roller

    Jan 27, 2013
    Trips to Las Vegas:
    high chance you blow all your winnings
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  6. bshowell

    bshowell VIP Whale

    Oct 3, 2004
    Trips to Las Vegas:
    Awesome! Looking forward to your Vegas TR.
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