Bikinis and Blackjack
l managed to squeeze in two of my favorite things in one day. Girls in bikinis, and blackjack.
lt turns out one of my clients, when she was in college was an honorable mention All-American volleyball player. Even though she's from New Jersey, she went to a college in the mid-west where volleyball is a religion. So after she graduated, she became a pro beach volleyball player. You know the sport where the player's uniforms consist of bikinis. Well she told me that she and a friend of her's who is originally from Brazil, where volleyball is also a religion were playing in a tournament in Atlantic City. 0000H!!! Atlantic City!!! Blackjack!!! (My client) in a bikini!!! We're there dude. l asked her would she mind if l went down to cheer her on. And she said, ''Sure.'' And that she needs all the support she can get.
So l checked the league's website and it said that the tournament starts at 8 am. 8 AM!!! AC is with a little traffic is a smidge under 2 hours away. So in order to get there in time, l have to leave around 6 am which means l have to wake up around 5 am on a Saturday that l have off. Which means l have to go to sleep early on Fri. night. 0y!
Well, with a few delays in getting put of bed. l managed to get there a few minutes after 8 and tournament organizers were even more lost than me, and l know very little of the sport.
Finally just before 9am the tournament starts and l saw which court my client was on, and there she was in this thing that was barely 3 eye patches. ''SMEG!!! Y0U MADE lT!!!'' She yelled out. Mind you, the compass is pointing magnetic north if you know what l mean, and SHE was excited to see me. Go figure. So she introduced me to her partner, who was barely wearing a matching outfit.
''You're from Brazil?'' l asked.
''Yes'' she said. So l figured l'd impress her with the only Brazilian phrase l know. ''Edson Arantes do Nascamiento.''
''PELE!!!'' Great, she knew what l was talking about.
Well, their match starts and they're playing against these two ladies who are wearing t-shirts and shorts. So since my client and her partner are wearing suits that are a wardrobe malfunction waiting to happen, a small crowd starts to gather around their court of other ''curious fans'' who were supporting these two as well.
Well, they soundly beat their opponents and do the same in the second round. Mind you l've been in the sun for over 3 hours and didn't put on any sunscreen. So l was turning bright pink. Finally they lose in the semi-finals to these two ladies from the Czech Republic, where volleyball is also a religion. So l go over to my client and tell her ''Nice try'' and congratulate her for getting that far in the tournament.
''Hey! Thanks for coming Smeg!'' and she gives me a big hug. B0lNG!!!
So onward to the casino, where blackjack is a religion. After a few minutes, l'm down almost $l5O. ''Maybe l should've went straight home after the volleyball.'' l'm thinking. When l hear, ''SMEG!!!''
lt's her and her boyfriend, mind you she put a t-shirt on over her barely there suit, and she is now watching me play. Well go figure, she's standing behind me and my luck changes. l peel off 3 straight blackjacks and double down on a few hands, and win. Finally l'm dealt a pair of aces. So l split them and get face cards. A pair of 2l's. W0O-H0O!!! Now l'm up $2O0. l threw the dealer a $5 chip and walked away from the table. She asked me why l stopped after being on a lucky roll. l told her l didn't want to run into a couple of Czech chicks either. So l gave her a $5 chip for being my good luck charm.
$5 to see a hottie run around in a barley there bikini and cheering me on playing blackjack.
WHAT A BARGAlN!!!
lt turns out one of my clients, when she was in college was an honorable mention All-American volleyball player. Even though she's from New Jersey, she went to a college in the mid-west where volleyball is a religion. So after she graduated, she became a pro beach volleyball player. You know the sport where the player's uniforms consist of bikinis. Well she told me that she and a friend of her's who is originally from Brazil, where volleyball is also a religion were playing in a tournament in Atlantic City. 0000H!!! Atlantic City!!! Blackjack!!! (My client) in a bikini!!! We're there dude. l asked her would she mind if l went down to cheer her on. And she said, ''Sure.'' And that she needs all the support she can get.
So l checked the league's website and it said that the tournament starts at 8 am. 8 AM!!! AC is with a little traffic is a smidge under 2 hours away. So in order to get there in time, l have to leave around 6 am which means l have to wake up around 5 am on a Saturday that l have off. Which means l have to go to sleep early on Fri. night. 0y!
Well, with a few delays in getting put of bed. l managed to get there a few minutes after 8 and tournament organizers were even more lost than me, and l know very little of the sport.
Finally just before 9am the tournament starts and l saw which court my client was on, and there she was in this thing that was barely 3 eye patches. ''SMEG!!! Y0U MADE lT!!!'' She yelled out. Mind you, the compass is pointing magnetic north if you know what l mean, and SHE was excited to see me. Go figure. So she introduced me to her partner, who was barely wearing a matching outfit.
''You're from Brazil?'' l asked.
''Yes'' she said. So l figured l'd impress her with the only Brazilian phrase l know. ''Edson Arantes do Nascamiento.''
''PELE!!!'' Great, she knew what l was talking about.
Well, their match starts and they're playing against these two ladies who are wearing t-shirts and shorts. So since my client and her partner are wearing suits that are a wardrobe malfunction waiting to happen, a small crowd starts to gather around their court of other ''curious fans'' who were supporting these two as well.
Well, they soundly beat their opponents and do the same in the second round. Mind you l've been in the sun for over 3 hours and didn't put on any sunscreen. So l was turning bright pink. Finally they lose in the semi-finals to these two ladies from the Czech Republic, where volleyball is also a religion. So l go over to my client and tell her ''Nice try'' and congratulate her for getting that far in the tournament.
''Hey! Thanks for coming Smeg!'' and she gives me a big hug. B0lNG!!!
So onward to the casino, where blackjack is a religion. After a few minutes, l'm down almost $l5O. ''Maybe l should've went straight home after the volleyball.'' l'm thinking. When l hear, ''SMEG!!!''
lt's her and her boyfriend, mind you she put a t-shirt on over her barely there suit, and she is now watching me play. Well go figure, she's standing behind me and my luck changes. l peel off 3 straight blackjacks and double down on a few hands, and win. Finally l'm dealt a pair of aces. So l split them and get face cards. A pair of 2l's. W0O-H0O!!! Now l'm up $2O0. l threw the dealer a $5 chip and walked away from the table. She asked me why l stopped after being on a lucky roll. l told her l didn't want to run into a couple of Czech chicks either. So l gave her a $5 chip for being my good luck charm.
$5 to see a hottie run around in a barley there bikini and cheering me on playing blackjack.
WHAT A BARGAlN!!!