I call this story my “lucky baccarat morning” but morning is pushing it a bit. It was more like my lucky baccarat half an hour. It was a morning which made me a believer in people who know that fate or luck or whatever is on their side and they immediately act upon it. I was glad I found the right person at the right time so I could act too.
There is nothing like hitting a great run at the baccarat table. I woke up at 8am and headed down to get my usual cup of strong tea with no intentions of playing anything before I’d had at least two cups and a bacon sandwich. I bumped into a friend of mine who plays baccarat and immediately changed my mind https://www.zip-pneumatics.com
The man in question can be very good at the game and also terrible. If he is on he can’t lose and I make money with him because I follow whatever his “play” provides.
Realising I had left my room with nothing but thirty dollars in my pocket because I only planned to get some breakfast, I stuck it in the money area. The dealer announced “money plays”.
I could tell my friend was “right on” as soon as he sat down. It was almost as if fate had smiled on him that morning and given him a nudge to play at that baccarat table. I took the entire $30 and pressed it up to $960.
I took the $900 profit and started over with $60 and pressed it up to $1920 and was ready to start over with $100 when he said: “that’s it and it’s gone”. As I had played with him before on several occasions, I knew he was probably right. Everyone calls him the “hit and run kid” so I did not encourage him to stay.
He had made a profit of over $5000 and decided it was time for some breakfast. After tips and a few other expenses, I walked away from the table with over $2800.