So I let them carry on and I laugh at them. I laugh because I don’t’ have to really convince anyone of anything. I know what I know and those that choose to listen to me will also become winners. Those that do not listen, and those that ridicule me and argue against my methods and ideas, will continue to be losers. With that said, let me give you a little background…
I know right away that there are those that are going to read the title of this work and immediately go into their tirades about how I don’t know what I am talking about, how I am trying to scam people, and how they are quite certain that there is no way to beat the casinos pussy 88. Do you know who those people are? I do. They are, simply put, the losers. I am not saying that in a personal sense. I mean it literally. They are the recreational or habitual gamblers. And you must consider this; although they are convinced that there is no way to beat the casinos, they continue to play! Like I said, losers.
I play because I know there is a way to stay ahead of the casinos. Now that makes much more sense, doesn’t it? And for those that argue that there is no way to win, in a sense, they are right. There is no way for them to win. They will continue on with their losing habits and methods and go right on losing, and then tell me that I can’t win. Well I don’t use those same methods and losing behaviors that would cause me to be among the losers.
My father was a gambler for as long as I can remember. He was what I would call a habitual gambler. He bet on everything; horses, cards, dice, sports, anything and everything. Of course, he also lost at everything. That is what a habitual gambler does. I want to add here, if just to ease my conscience, that he was a good man, just a bad gambler. Growing up in that environment and with that exposure to the gambling world, it was easy for me to see what made a losing gambler, although it wouldn’t be till much later in life that I actually took note of what I already knew. As luck would have it, our family moved to Las Vegas from upstate New York in 1973. (It is ironic that I use the word “luck” here.) Not a good place for my father to be living! Well, of course,
I learned a lot about all of the casino games. My father was more than happy to show me how to play all of them, and he was very good at them, so I learned a lot. And I learned how to lose. I also noticed that most of the gamblers around me were also losing. It didn’t take me too long to realize that I was not going to do well in that town if I continued to gamble, so I decided instead to go into the casino business. I started out as a lowly craps dealer and learned to deal some of the other games along the way, blackjack and roulette.
