Re: Bret and Bart Maverick

["j.hironaka" <j.hironaka@unesco.org>]

At 11:41 28/10/01 -0500, CeltsSteve@AOL.com wrote:
>They look tired. But Jordan senses something. He begins playing three 
>hands at a time, using
>stacks of blue chips, worth $5,000 each. With each hand, a table that lacked
>life an hour ago starts to stir. Walker stands again to cheer Jordan.
>Hamilton looks on, seemingly in awe.
> From this point on, it appears Jordan can do no wrong. He continues to bet
>three hands at once while sipping coffee. He keeps winning.
>His baritone voice bellows through the casino in short, crisp repetition.
>"Yeah! Yeah!"
>At one point, Jordan wins so many hands in a row the dealer runs out of blue
>chips.
>"Ya'll better rob a register or something!" Jordan says. "That's right!"
>Jordan sits with a satisfied grin with the chips in front of him. There are
>seven rows of 20 chips - all blue. There's $700,000 in front of him.
>A security guard returns from a break and says, "How the hell did he do that?"
>Rumors from the pit had Jordan not only making back the $500,000 he lost, but
>leaving with a surplus. Most guards estimated he left with several hundred
>thousand, with one figuring his winnings totaled about $800,000.
>Hamilton has a bounce in his step and laughs about the night. Jordan and
>Walker walk together. Walker has his left arm on Jordan's right shoulder and
>leans in to talk as they head to the exit.
>It's unclear what is asked of Jordan, but his response is definitive.
>"I told you," Jordan said. "I told you."

Geez this doesn't sound fishy at all. ;-)  I would never suppose that 
Mohegan Sun management could have a dealer throw some cards to win back 
Michael Jordan's repeat business, do you? MJ couldn't lose. That's the "I 
told you" moral-of-the-story. Its hard to understand what the satisfaction 
is in that. I just hope the blackjack dealer doesn't moonlight as an NBA 
referee this year.

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