List Casinos Where They Asked you To LEAVE

NYNY was the first casino that asked me to leave. Frankly, I couldnt believe it. Its not that I was making that much money. In fact, it was a $10 table and I was betting the minimums, with minor pressing. But the hand went on and on.

When the boxman said "dont set your dice please" I said to him "you dont believe in that, do you?" thats when the boxman and the floorman and the stickman in unison, as if trained to do this said, "yes we do."

so, since I am able to set my dice instantly, (by looking at the dice as they are pushed to me) I picked up the dice again, (and yes they were set) and threw them and made my point. I was paid, as was the table.

its now a new come out.

So I placed a passline bet for me, for the dealers, for the cocktail waitress (who was taking drink orders) and for the cleaner who was picking up bottles and trash. And I threw a come out 7. Everyone got paid and the box man said to me "youre through." Took my money and left and checked out and never returned.

Six months later I cost the MGM probably 25-grand at a $5 table.... I got 5-grand. they didnt say anything because the roll lasted only 30 minutes and the table was packed. they couldnt give me grief. that time.

when I returned later I had three suits watching me, and commenting on every roll. what was funny was when I used my "set" and after hitting the point with my "set" I used the same "set" to throw six 7's in a row. And the suits started talking -- "he's getting sevens using the same set." After the sixth time, I said "theyre accidents." frankly, they were. I was not supposed to throw sevens -- so they really were "accidents" and proof that there is no such thing as "dice control" -- only dice INFLUENCING. And I am the first to admit its not perfect. It only gives you a small edge. I will repeat that: its not perfect. it only gives you a small edge.

later at mgm a manager came to another table where I was playing and the manager said "Mr Money is welcome to bet but he can't throw the dice."

A few months later I returned to MGM with my sister and brother in law-- my sister threw a hand that lasted nearly an hour. all random throws. dice bouncing all over the place. I never touched the dice but two suits and two security guards were watching me. did not return.

the Bellagio story is classic. I was DOWN about three thousand dollars. repeat: DOWN when I started to get hot and won back the money. NO big profit. Maybe I was up a hundred dollars. And they started to give me trouble. I colored up and left. But....

A few months later Im back at Bellagio to meet my wife's sister and husband for Sunday brunch. We were staying at Caesars. After brunch we walk by the craps tables and several are empty with $10 minimums. So I say to my wife, let me try a hundred.

I bought in with a hundred -- Im the only player -- and in a few minutes I have $600 in my rail and a couple hundred on the numbers. An amazing hand. That when the floorman says "give me your players card, youre having a great hand, let me rate you for comps."

Well, I suspected trouble so I said, "I dont have a card."

floorman says, give me your license I'll get you one.

so I open my wallet and give him my MGM card. he goes to scan it in the reader as I am picking up the dice after making another number and collecting chips. As my hand is on the dice, the card comes back to me. He doesnt place it in the rail, he doesnt hand it to me, or place it on the table. He takes the hand and throws it hard so it hits my hand-- hard. I look at my wife and say "I think they want me to leave." and the floorman says "that would be a good idea."

colored up and left -- the passline bet remained "for the dealers."

While the wins were always "healthy" I never left a casino winning tens of thousands of dollars. so why they picked on me I will never know. Ive been at tables where "random shooters" have walked away with a hundred thousand or more and when the table won a half million dollars. it amazes me that I was a target???????

This took place just as the result signs were coming out in the mid 90's. After that took place, I've never been challenged. In matter of fact when I keep my charting sheet below the table, the dealer will tell me that I can do it up on the table.

Several times, but never banned or trespassed. I have been asked to leave for a day.

Locally, because I was "Silver Mining". The slot manager saw me, and decided to educate me by asking me to leave. I'd sat and put my Benjy into the machine (It had a $73.00 credit balance). Was playing when I got tapped on the shoulder. Taken aside, was told to leave for the day. I was allowed to cash out. (+120 ish profit including found money) Since I knew I was silver mining, I was definitely not going to argue the point, and was not asked for ID, although my card was inserted so they would know who I was anyway. I was only playing the $73.00 through once in case it was FSP, so was close to stopping anyway.

At the MGM Grand Biloxi. Had a monster poker win, and was blowing off steam, getting drunk, unwinding, playing $5.00 Blackjack about 4 am. The hot dealer got hot, won like 8 in a row, I said something inappropriate, and when she was tapped she spoke to her pit supervisor about my comment. Plain clothes security came over and asked me to "go home" for the day. I was staying in the hotel, no problem, cashed out and went upstairs. I was way wrong. She was really pretty and very hot looking. No excuse. Like I said, I was definitely wrong. :::shrug:::

At a poker room for a sit & go tournament with reentries. I "organized" the other players to agree not to rebuy. (The house kept all rebuys for fees, but returned 100% of entrance money. One rebuy was allowed. $10.00) So no one re-bought, and after the single table tournament concluded, and a second tournament played and concluded with no one re-buying, I was asked to leave for the day, and not try that stunt again.

In summer, 1967-8 ish:

Was my first visit to Las Vegas. Working for my Dad's company on a road trip, and going to all the Montgomery Ward stores in several western states that summer. Great job!

Stayed at a Holiday Inn. Took $17.00 to Caesar's, the first legal casino I ever entered. In those days, it was nowhere near the mega complex it is today.

First bet was roulette, I played my age, and hit! Went to blackjack, bet half my profit and hit a natural. Went to craps and bet half my profit on the field because it looked like a good bet with all those numbers that win, and won. Went to Keno and hit for a monster. Like $1000 and was an overall winner of almost $1200.00 for my first visit in under an hour or so.

I'd entered with $17.00 cash. Had left the rest of my money ($50-60 cash + company credit cards) in my Holiday Inn room. It was only about 2 pm, and I had the entire weekend off in Las Vegas. Woo Hoo!!!

Went shopping. Bought two suits w/ shirts & ties, new Weejan shoes, and a gold Accutron wristwatch. Went to a bank and got a cashier's check and mailed it to me at home. Kept $150-$200 cash for more gambling. I was looking good, and feeling wealthy.

If anyone had asked me Friday evening, I was going to become a zillionaire that weekend. I'd bought and read the Revere book, in fact I still have it.

Went to a bunch of other casino's. Probably most of them. Played poker at Caesar's ( 5 card stud, 5 cent ante, with a shill in the game). Lost maybe $10.00 Dollar blackjack at Caesar's and everywhere else. Once bet $25.00 on a single hand of Blackjack when ahead about $30.00 at the time. But mostly played dollars, with an occasional press to $2.00 or so. But I was now a high roller. They called me "Mr. P" LOL

If I only knew than what I know now.

I played everything, including the slots. Everything except baccarat. I remember at Caesars, the "Chem-de-fer" table was in a velvet roped off alcove, with tuxedo clad employees, and a $25.00 minimum. Very elegant. Even players were dressed formally! Me, I wore a suit and tie all the time, and felt under dressed looking at that room.

Beautiful women wearing Mink Coats and jewelry. In Las Vegas. In the summer. Granted, it was Friday or Saturday night. But still... Almost everywhere I went, people were nicely dressed. Or that's the way I remember it being.

Went to Circus Circus. That was terrific. The circus acts directly overhead in those days, with a net for the trampoline only a few feet above my head. Carnival games with live attendants hawking surrounded the second floor.

Went downtown. Binion's, and the other places. Was all over the place that weekend. Hated to go back to work Monday morning.

I lost money the rest of the weekend, and left town with about $100.00 more than I'd arrived with, plus had the money I'd sent home and the new clothes and watch. Turns out, one of my Vegas $10.00 bills was counterfeit, and my bank at home confiscated it. Boooo, hisss, Grrrrr.

Looking back on that now, it may have been the worst thing that ever happened to me. LOL

Until I learned to really play poker.

Still, fond memories.

I was staying at the Monte Carlo one time. I was coming into the casino from the street and I watched this older man with his hands grabbing the jacket of a younger man and pushing him back and saying "you little punk". They were quickly grabbed by security and held. One of the pit supervisors said something like "They are both playing good money, let them both go." Both went their own way.

Told to Leave the Casino Royal for capping my bet.

I've never been asked to leave anywhere...but there are places where I left on my own accord and put in my own blacklist.

Here's two....

Golden Nugget (casino only)- after they refused to comp my drink at their VP bar (which wasn't even full pay). $5/hand and you wont comp my drink? Next door @ 4-Queens had better pay schedules, better beer on tap (pizza pub), and it was comped. That was four years ago and I'm still pissed about it. I spend about 75% of my bankroll on Fremont St but not one dime in Golden Nugget since then.

Venetian (casino only). - Walked up to an empty blackjack table on a night when the casino was dead. I just wanted to play one hand for $100. The dealer said he didn't want to deal me just one hand because then he would have to reshuffle the whole deck. Really? Were you planning on spending your time doing something else? Took my $100 and all subsequent bankrolls to other casinos.

You're lucky that you were able to walk out of there without some chrome bracelets on.

Harvey's Lake Tahoe for card-counting; what made it worse was that I had a run of bad luck and lost big while playing.

MGM Grand in 1978 for playing slots. Of course, I was only 18 at the time hehe. Security asked me if I was 21 and I said "No sir, I am just leaving"

Although I have never been asked to leave a casino, there was one incident at a local riverboat's Crazy 4 poker table I was playing that had me scratching my head and wondering what brought it on. One of the pit critters (don't know if she was the supervisor) told the dealer to remove the plastic piece they use to stuff the money into the drop box slot and lay it on the table because the video security people requested it. The game was allowed to continue (it was almost a full table). No one asked what was that was about and nothing more was said to the dealer by the pit people until she was told it was ok to put it back in the slot. Who knows what was seen on camera. No (uniformed) security people every showed up and I did not notice any more people in suites wandering around. The game went on as normal with the same dealer.