Vegas don't give free money away. If something looks too easy, it prolly is.
Going into this weekend, I fully expected the Jets to get spanked . . . again. Brees in East Rutherford isn't Brees in the dome. Still, I was anticipating a solid 16 point Saints win. Then I took a look at the line: Saints -6. Interesting. Vegas was begging for Saints money. I figured this would be closer than expected. I did not, however, anticipate this:
It was a frosty Sunday in the swamp in Jersey. One of those mornings where no one even wants to stick their hand into the icy cooler to pluck a cold breakfast beer. Yet, Chris Ivory and company made it worth while.
At 5-4, the Jets remain in the AFC Wildcard hunt and have a somewhat favorable schedule the rest of the way. I came in to this season expecting 3 wins. Now, for the first time, my hopes are up. Seems like the perfect spot for the Jets to once again be the Jets and crush my new-found spirit.
After dealing with some renovation related deliveries Saturday morning, I hit the road for Atlantic City. I arrived around 4:00 and, after checking in to Showboat, cabbed over to Caesars to hit up Toga bar for the Florida-Georgia game and grind some sweet, sweet video poker. I had hardly racked up 20 tier credits and when I hit this:
I had gone three years without hitting deuces. I've now hit it twice the past six months. I think that qualifies as a heater!
I cashed out my profits and went over to Harry's Oyster Bar to focus on some college football. An hour or so later, I went back to Caesars to grind a few more hands. Within 5 minutes, I hit this:
I cashed out and grabbed dinner at Mortons. Afterwards, I played a single shoe of black jack back at Showboat and cashed out up $280. A solid finish to a profitable day.
Sunday morning began with an early wake up and a two hour drive up the Garden State Parkway to Met Life Stadium. After the game, I went directly back to AC and checked in to a comped room at Borgata to grind a few more hours of sweet, sweet VP. Borgata is one of the last places in AC that has 100 hand machines. I took a seat and, after thirty minutes of play, got dealt the hand I was waiting for:
Unfortunately, that was the highlight of the evening at Borgata, as I ended up giving a bit of Saturday's profits back. In the end, I was, however, able to book a winning weekend.
Because of time limitations, I wasn't able to play any poker. Good thing its only 4 days until the next weekend.