Too intimidated to sit down and play, I wound up sticking with the slot machines. The strange hand motions, the prohibition on touching the cards, the process of exchanging cash for chips…I was afraid that if I sat down and fumbled any of these unwritten laws, I would interrupt the flow of the game and look like a fool. Beyond the rules of play-hitting, standing, doubling down-the game seemed to have a set of silent rules and rituals that the books didn’t explain. I’d read about it in books and understood the basics, but, as I witnessed an actual game in progress, I grew nervous. It was on the Boardwalk that I stepped inside a casino for the first time, packing a pocketful of cash with visions of beating the house.īlackjack was the game I wanted to play.
I remember my first visit to Atlantic City, many years ago. Editorial Staff | Posted on Novem| 15 rules and rituals they don’t teach you in the books by Rob Wiser
