I didn't feel like sitting at home, so I decided to "check the suit" and have a drink or two to lift my spirits. There was a casino in the hotel five minutes' walk from the entrance to my house. The game was played in rubles. I wanted to stretch out my stay and not immediately put all my money into the game. That's why I chose the most "calm" and leisurely game - poker. There was only one free seat at the poker table, on the last box, and I took it. The game was led by a girl dealer, and next to her, on a high chair, more reminiscent of a royal throne, sat a young inspector. The game was neither here nor there with a slight advantage (quite legal and justified) in favor of the dealer. There were no large payouts, no interesting combinations were shown, and ante after ante our chips migrated to the dealer's fleet[4]. A spirit of discontent began to grow at the table, usually expressed with strong swear words or a whole tirade directed at the dealer. When the girl dealer opened a straight combination (popularly called "straight" - five cards of different suits in ascending order) and "killed" most of the boxes playing in this hand (I, fortunately, did not find a combination in my cards, and did not bluff and simply threw them away along with the ante), the usual muttering under the breath with a list of all the actions that will be or have already been committed with her and her closest relatives, stopped and a crazy scream began. One representative of the Caucasian republics who had played out and unsuccessfully performed in this game (by the way, this hotel, built for the 1980 Olympics, was and is under the "roof" of people from Transcaucasia) very zealously expressed his displeasure and demanded an immediate change of the dealer. A Russian-speaking young man in a gray suit approached the table and tried to calm down those gathered. Having listened to the strict demands for an immediate change of the dealer, he let go as the girl, as well as the boy inspector, and he himself stood at the table. Those gathered did not react in any way to the fact that now the game was being conducted by a person occupying a leadership position in the casino hierarchy. No one had any respect for his jacket. The same monotonous muttering about the hands, face and relatives of the newly arrived dealer did not stop for a second: it would either die down a little or flare up with renewed vigor, depending on the payouts taking place at the table. The guy in the jacket abstracted himself from everything around him, showing with his whole appearance that he did not hear anything and all the words were not about him at all. Meanwhile, my stock of chips decreased a little. Nothing worthy of a good payout came to me, and I had not seen a combination better than a pair of tens in an hour of play. And so, opening the cards, I find a pair of aces there! Despite the fact that it is forbidden (looking at other people's cards, as well as exchanging information about your cards is strictly prohibited!), I am happy to share the joy of my neighbor at the table, who has a pair of kings. His comrade also has a king, but there is also some small pair. Everyone decides to place a bet [5]. There is a "friendly" atmosphere at the table, all the participants in the game know that someone has one queen (one of the dealer's five cards is always put up, and in this deal it was the queen that was up), and almost everyone places a bet. The "jacket" turns over his cards and puts forward a combination - three queens!!! A sigh of disappointment is heard at the table - it is difficult to imagine that someone has something more! Some in their hearts sharply move their losing cards and bets in the direction of the dealer, someone is waiting for the dealer to reveal his cards and suddenly there will be something unseen there. First, the dealer collects the bets that have been recognized as losers by their owners. He has the right not to open the cards pushed in his direction and, before taking them, must check the presence of all the chips participating in the game on this box and first take them, and then only the cards. Further payment for the boxes occurs from left to right (the box furthest from the inspector's chair is paid first). After our croupier performed the pleasant procedure of "hilling" the pushed boxes, he opened my cards (since I was sitting at the last box and it was necessary to start comparing the combinations with me) and made sure that my pair of aces was weaker than his trio of queens, and put the chips in the fleet. I was just about to sympathize with my neighbor with a pair of kings, when - oh, miracle! His two kings multiplied, and there were three of them!!! I could not believe my eyes! I saw his cards! And there were only two of them! How could this happen? In fact, the chest was simply opened. His comrade, as I said earlier, had a small pair. He still had it, only the king jumped from his box to the neighboring one. As a result of this little scam, my neighbors on the left won 2 bets or 4 ante for two and were very pleased with themselves.
If you bet on red in a casino and you're stubbornly unlucky, try betting on red!