You were the gentleman who played one hand at some amount I do not remember, and then announced on the next hand "what the heck, I may as well go for it," or something to that effect. You bet $800 on that hand eventually spread to two hands of $800 (I believe). You took insurance a couple of times - neither time worked for you. Things did not go your way during this brief, but intense moment.
I was the ploppy sitting next to you and rooting you on. Another player spread to three hands of $200 each at the same time you joined the table.
I am writing because I heard the pit crew talking about the fact that they do not know you, and commenting on how you were betting. I believe they will be looking for you to return in the near future. I would stay away for awhile - at least from that shift.
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