Quotes About Blackjack

Crime isn't a disease, it's a symptom. Cops are like a doctor that gives you aspirin for a brain tumour, except that the cop would rather cure it with a blackjack.

God alert!" Blackjack yelled. "It's the wine dude! Mr. D sighed in exasperation. "The next person, or horse, who calls me the 'wine dude' will end up in a bottle of Merlot!

Good luck, boss. Don't let'em turn you into horse meat! (Blackjack)

Deck of cards, I always have 'em with me. We love to play on the planes when we travel. If I'm bored, I play Spades, Tonk, I'm a huge Blackjack player. Stay out of the casino, though.

Blackjack, Percy said, this is Piper and Jason. They're friends. The horse nickered. Uh, maybe later, Percy answered. Piper had heard that Percy could speak to horses, being the son of the horse lord Poseidon, but she'd never seen it in action. What does Blackjack want? she asked. Donuts, Percy said. Always donuts.

Good luck, boss. Don't let'em turn you into horse meat! (Blackjack)

I tried explaining to Blackjack that taking a flying horse to a donut shop would give every cop in there a heart attack, but he didn't seem to get it.

The Y-Go Inn is a very unusual tavern. At most places they serve you a shot, but here you get an explosion. The whiskey is not only frisky but risky, the beer is queer, and the only chaser you get is a guy with a blackjack who runs after you when you don't pay.

To get a job as a blackjack dealer, you have to be able to count very quickly. Obviously, you need to do at least math, adding up to 21 very quickly.

God alert!" Blackjack yelled. "It's the wine dude! Mr. D sighed in exasperation. "The next person, or horse, who calls me the 'wine dude' will end up in a bottle of Merlot!

The voice took Damian right back to a time when Joyce, he and Laurence were sitting at the table playing blackjack. It was all crisp edges and clusters of colours in his head, Joyce's purple cardigan, the gold buttons, the flowers on the table, the orange curtain. The vividness, the immediacy of the image, brought tears to his eyes.

I got into gambling when I was playing a casino. I was a hermit in those days. I would go onstage, go to my room, or if we had to travel, I'd get in a car or a plane, whatever. But I didn't do anything. One day, this friend of mine said, 'Do you want to play some blackjack?'

the author of Beat the Dealer and a mathematics professor who devised a winning card-counting system on a high-speed computer.

Neither Jerry nor I believed the efficient market theory. I had overwhelming evidence of inefficiency from blackjack, from the history of Warren Buffett and friends, and from our daily success in Princeton Newport Partners. We didn't ask, Is the market efficient? but rather, In what ways and to what extent is the market inefficient? and How can we exploit this?

Still, the fact that blackjack could be beaten led to an upsurge in play.

dealing hands at high speed, blowing cigarette smoke at me, and engaging me in complicated conversations. Meanwhile, I was keeping track of the cards, calculating the percent advantage and my bet size, then playing out my hand using strategies that varied depending on the count. The key was to take it one step at a time, adding a new difficulty only after I became comfortable and relaxed with what I was already doing. What had seemed daunting finally became easy.

A young reporter for the Post named Tom Wolfe followed up after my talk with an interview. The Post ran his story, "You Can So Beat the Gambling House at Blackjack, Math Expert Insists." He was curious rather than skeptical, sympathetic but probing. Wolfe later became one of America's most famous authors.

By this time, Washington's airports were buried in two feet of snow, so I boarded a train for Boston. During the long ride back I wondered how my research into the mathematical theory of a game might change my life. In the abstract, life is a mixture of chance and choice. Chance can be thought of as the cards you are dealt in life. Choice is how you play them. I chose to investigate blackjack. As a result, chance offered me a new set of unexpected opportunities.

The next decision is whether or not to double down, which is to double your bet and draw exactly one card to the first two cards of a hand.

A long time ago, my grandfather used to play blackjack with me, when I was very small, and I quite enjoyed that.

Matt wanted to tell the old man that he had never been on a horse before, much less a mule. A skateboard, Mr. Hornbee. That's the last thing I rode on , Matt was thinking as he watched Blackjack open his mouth in a big-toothed yawn.

I like to play blackjack. I'm not addicted to gambling. I'm addicted to sitting in a semi-circle.

My strategy was simple: Bet $5 when there were more low cards in the deck, and bet several hundred dollars when there were more high cards. By switching my bets and counting cards, I obtained a narrow advantage over the casino. Blackjack is the only casino game in which the player can consistently beat the house, and it was the only game I played. As I continued winning, the pit bosses began watching me more carefully. They get nervous about anyone counting cards, regardless of betting size.

Trent I'm telling you baby, you always double down on 11.