Its some sort of hucksterism rather than truth.
No one ever has such utterly bad luck in a casino or such utterly good luck.
They put way to much emphasis on the backed off players.
They seemed to think getting backed off means they
they were extra good, dangerous players. Its what
people who don't play at all would think. The whole
thing has me baffled. When the guy said he was
thrown out of every casino he played at, he actually
was proud. Like its hard to get 86'd if your a bad player,
it only happens to the really good ones.
I'll watch it one more time. Something stinks about the
whole thing. One issue I had is they're supposed to be
Christian's, and they talk about how evil the casino is, yet
they're playing to enrich themselves personally. It seems
if they felt it was evil , money, they'd want to give to the
money to a good cause, like a charity. And I don't remember
any church scenes, just them reading the Bible occasionally.
by one of the team members.
Were you ever arrested or threatened by a casino?
"Most casinos were pretty laid back and nonchalant about card counters. I've had dinner with pit bosses that kicked me out earlier that day." http://mscottfoster.com/2012/06/11/christian-blackjack-holy-rollers-faq/
I've heard this kind of talk before, and its always from
people who have a fantasy about what being an AP is
really like. Dinner with pit bosses who kicked you out?
Are you sure thats the story you want to stick with?
In the film the leader says:
At least we can liberate the money from the clutches of those who would use it for ill purposes. I mean, that's a start.
I'm not a big casino fan, but what 'ill purposes' do the casinos
use the profits for, exactly. Paying the employee's? Paying the
light bill? Building a bigger parking garage? They act like casinos
use the money to starve kids in Africa or something.
My own experience has been that there is a level at most properties, where a certain amount of advantage play is tolerated, at least for a short time. It is just easier for pit folks to look the other way for a while and hope you will leave on your own. But that leash is short. If you stay more than 20-30 minutes or play at levels above this threshold, they will not tolerate it, simply because if they do nothing, THEY may have to answer for it. Now this church team was certainly playing above any kind of comfort level for the casinos. So, a statement like, "Most casinos were pretty laid back and nonchalant about card counters", makes no sense. Especially when in the same breath, they claim to have been kicked out of every casino. Completely contradictory.
Having dinner with a pit boss that kicked you out earlier, seems unlikely, but stranger things have happened. One night while at a bar/club at a non-casino property several miles off the strip, I was approached by a gentleman, who introduced himself as a pit boss at a strip property. He bought me a beer and told me that I was no longer welcome to play at that property on his shift. We talked a bit, and he bought me a second beer before leaving. I have since run into this gentleman a half dozen times at this establishment. Each time, we usually have a beer or two and a bit of conversation. I have found these conversations and this casual friendship, to be very beneficial. So, I can't dismiss the possibility that such a dinner took place. As I said, stranger things have happened.
I was approached by a gentleman, who introduced himself as a pit boss at a strip property. He bought me a beer and told me that I was no longer welcome to play at that property on his shift. We talked a bit, and he bought me a second beer before leaving.
I have actually done this, I sat down to play at one of our local joints and recognized an AP at the game.
I played with him for a bit, and when they closed the table, I went to the bar. The AP joined the bar scene,
I very politely introduced myself, bought him a drink. We talked for a bit and before I left, I asked him and his partner
(who was not with him, who I later played with at the other local joint) to not play in my casino. He was very nice, he said "deal"
and we went on our way.
He already knew who I was, because his partner and him had came in about a year before. They came back in and noticed I had taken
some precautions, and they said it wasn't as easy at my place anymore.
I never saw them again.
Professional enemies can be, and should be, personally amicable.
Here's an example:
Back before the area was booming, everything was a big cluster-**** to try to attract the coal miners and/or construction workers to your hotel. I had a discussion by which another hotel manager called me, as follows:
"Hey, (Mission146), I noticed some of (company name) trucks are in YOUR parking lot."
"That is to be expected, that's where people tend to park when they are staying here."
"How'd you get them?"
"Well, I drove through your parking lot, got the company's phone number of off one of the trucks, schmoozed the girl that answered the phone, and managed to get the Crew Supervisor's phone number. I called him and made my pitch, he convinced the company to move the crew here."
"How much did you beat my rate by?"
"Negative ten dollars, which is to say they are paying ten dollars more per night."
"Yeah, the company is paying for the rooms, not the individual guys, those are all company plastic. In any case, I told him that he and every crew member get two free drinks at the bar every night they are here. Of course, they're not free, the company is paying for them, hence me not at least matching your rate! They also like my flat screen TV's, you shoud really talk to ownership about opening the wallet over there. That was a 25K investment here that took, maybe three months, to be proven to be directly profitable."
"Yeah, well, we don't all have the luxury of ownership that listens, bye."
"Have a good one! By the way, I'm sold out tonight, so if anyone comes in, I'll send them over to you...it's the least I can do!"
***He worked the afternoon shift a few days later, I got off early and we went to Denny's for a cup of coffee and apple pie. I bought...that time!