EXCERPT – The Casino Scene

The one person in all of Lehman Brothers who believed implicitly that Jane was correct, was Larry McCarthy. One of the most fearless traders ever to work on Wall Street, he would hear no word against her assessment of the Delta situation, and indeed had, working in concert with Joe Beggans, bought $100 million worth of the airline’s bonds. He was keenly aware that it may be months before the price climbed to the levels Jane predicted. But he was sure of our position. And like all true gamblers, he was sure that his luck was running.

As a matter of fact he kept buying all through the next month, whenever an opportunity came up.In truth, the situation at Delta itself did not really improve. Unrest in the Middle East continued, and the pilots were threatening to strike, which would blow Delta’s normal operations asunder, and cut off their cash-flow, which was, at this stage, their life blood. Larry was, however, adamant.

“It’s what Jane says. Those bonds are worth a lot more than 12 cents on the dollar. They got fucking Boeings, hundreds of ‘em, parked all over Georgia.”

It’s difficult to grasp the size of the gamble Larry was involved in, just as it’s difficult to grasp the type of man Larry was – it’s difficult to gauge his astuteness, the speed of his calculations, and the depth of his nerve. You’ll have to take my word for it, there was nothing ordinary about him. Larry McCarthy had stepped straight out of a scene from the Cincinatti Kid.

He was world-class at both blackjack and stud poker. He was our very own Lehman Kid, cards or stocks, he had nerves of sprung steel, and a radar for those moments when Lady Luck was with him. He had a nose for victory, and an instinct for trouble. And when he scented the former, there was no shaking him off.

He and I used to go off gambling together. I suppose it was in our blood, and there’s a lot of guys like that on Wall Street, cold and determined with the firm’s cash, but addicted to the chase, calculating the odds, the risk reward ratio. I guess we’re all junkies for the thrill of being right, of winning, always winning.

I’ll tell you just one story about McCarthy, and then you’ll know precisely what manner of man held those Delta bonds. It was around that time in the year, the Fall of 2005, and we had decided to have a couple of days up at Mohegan Sun, the spectacular Indian reservation casino in the deep woods of Connecticut on the banks of the Thames River.

These were days of immense prosperity for the investment banks and we were entertaining some heavy-hitting clients. After dinner at Michael Jordan’s Steakhouse, we headed for the tables for some high-rolling blackjack.

I settled into a modest corner where the stakes were around $50-$100. McCarthy went to $100-$500, a spot he had occupied many, many times before. But by any standards you’d have to say the cards were not running for him. He slogged it out, going head to head with the dealer, but nothing could change his luck. After two hours he’d blown a very large hole in $75,000. An hour later he’d lost $100,000. The dealer was pulling seven-card 21’s, and never busting.

I saw him three times double down on a 10, and then pull a 10; only for the dealer to hit 21 again, and then again. The pressure was relentless. The shocking bad luck apparently endless. But McCarthy never flickered, never stopped smiling, never stopped wisecracking his way through the evening. Never once did he lose his cool, laughing cheerfully with the pit bosses, and the dealers, who knew, to a man, the cards had turned against him, before he even started.

After four hours he had blown out $165,000. Nothing had gone right, nothing had been even reasonable. Lady Luck had sure as hell cashed her Delta bonds. But Larry stayed positive, once handing the cocktail waitress a $500 tip. Finally, I found it impossible, even if he could go on taking this financial bashing. I took him aside and told him, “Come on, Buddy, this is a disaster. I’ve calculated your losses. You’re $165,000 down. Let’s call it a night.”

I’ll never forget his reply. He stared at me hard, and he said, “This is all about staying positive, old pal. Most people quit in life when they’re just three feet from the gold. But you got to be there with the big bucks, for the turn. Because it always turns. Remember that. Everyone has good luck. Everyone has bad. Just don’t stampede for the fucking exit when there’s a minor setback. Because it’s gonna turn. Trust me, it’s gonna turn, and that’s when you want to be there.”

I just shook my head, at the sheer guts of the man. And he told me to call the pit-boss and get another $100,000. He was playing on, and his credit was good.

Both on the trading floor and in the casinos, most guys run for the hills when things aren’t going their way. Bad negative attitudes, whiners and complainers. But not Larry. On the trading floor and at the tables, he was always Captain Cool, waiting patiently, lying in wait for his moment.

He asked us to give him a little room. Then he collected his $100,000 and took over the whole table, all six slots. They roped off the area, except for him and me, and he started with $2,500 on each hand, that’s $15,000 on each round against the dealer. That gave him a very slight advantage, because there was no one else playing, catching the good hand. I watched him win a few, then lose a few. And then, suddenly, the dealer, ‘busted’ two hands in a row for the first time in close to five hours. Larry hauled back $15,000. Then he pulled something which was nothing less than a mind-blower.

He gestured to the pit-boss and requested permission to up the table-max from $5,000 a hand, $30,000 a table. “Let’s get this baby up to $10,000,” he said. “$60,000 a table.”

The pit-boss nodded, and came back with a new sign which read, “Table Max $10,000 a hand.” Larry proceeded to pile on his $1,000 chips, ten of them on all six slots. But the cards were not pretty. His best was a 16, but the dealer’s cards were worse.

There was a six, but when the second card turned, it was the dreaded five, and this meant if she drew a face-card she had 21, and Larry was down another $60,000.

The dealer, still under 17, had to go again. Almost 30 people crammed outside the ropes, watching this fight to the finish, holding their breath. The dealer turned the card. It was a three, which made 14. Larry never blinked. The dealer turned again, an ace, for 15. Larry stared straight ahead. And the dealer turned again, and pulled yet another ace. That was still only 16. This was sensational. But the dealer had to turn again. And it was as if the heartbeat of the entire casino had come to a halt. The pit-bosses had moved in and were standing watch with the crowd. Cocktail waitresses stopped serving, and a kind of telepathy swept around the gaming room. It was as if everyone was aware of the titanic struggle between the casino’s ace dealer, and Larry McCarthy from Wall Street, with $70,000 riding on the turn of a card.

I watched the dealer gulp, and then reach for the ‘shoe,’ selecting the card. For a split second, the hand that covered that card paused, and then spun it over, to reveal the Queen of Spades. Dealer’s bust – 26.

After five hours, Larry’s luck had finally turned, and he leapt at me, tackled both of us right off our stools, into the velvet ropes and on to the floor in front of all the spectators, both of us laughing fit to When we finally climbed back to our feet, Larry just said, “Okay, guys, let’s play some cards.” He swapped the $1,000 orange chips, the ‘pumpkins,’ for the $5,000 ‘Grey Ladies,’ and placed two of them on each spot, a $60,000 hand. And when the cards came up they were devastating – for the dealer. Four blackjacks and two 20’s for Larry ! Against the dealer’s pitiful 17.

In 35 minutes, Larry had come back from the dead to be $25,000 in front. “Remember this,” he said, “You’ve seen for the past four hours the best part of this game, and the very best part of life. When things can’t get any worse, they always do, and when they can’t get any better, they always do.”

And what he said was true. I’d watched this man, beaten and beaten, and in the next two hours I watched him ride his luck, all the way back. When we walked out of there, he was $475,000 in front. I saw it with my own eyes. I think for the first time, I finally understood why Larry McCarthy was a full-blooded Legend of Wall Street, and his name would live for a long time.

On the way out, he told me one more truth, as applicable in the market as it had been at the table. “Never blow your powder too early,” he said. “Start nice and slow, nice and low. Get the feel of the market, get centered, make sure you got a ton of ammunition, and don’t quit too early. Never do that. When they’re running against you, keep going, because they’re gonna turn. And in the split-second they make that turn, hit it, buddy, hit it real hard. Because that’s when you’re gonna WIN.”

Read another excerpt. “The Day Delta Airlines Went Bust.”




  1. @chartingstock Twitter :

    Should Be A Great Read, Keep Up The Good Work.
    From: @chartingstock

  2. I’ve begun this book and it is a good read so far. It’s amazing to get an inside perspective on the genesis of the financial collapse that goes back to the Clinton years. It’s amazing that stuff like this can and probably continues to go on.

  3. Nice teaser … you had me hooked. Will check out the book. Cheers.

  4. Reads like a movie trailer — see your work in the theaters one day soon? Guess I need to get your book…

  5. That’s why I no longer hang out in Vegas. When every pit boss in town knows you by name, you know you’re in trouble. It doesn’t matter if you know exactly how to play every hand, if the cards run against you, you’re dead. Luckily for me, I’d stop after losing a couple a grand per sitting…

  6. This book is an eye opener. Let us hope that history does not repeat it self.

  7. Richard Sweet :

    I thought the casino scene exposed a major flaw in McCarth’s approach to risk. McCarthy was esentially “doubling down” until he won. Every bet he made (unless he was card counting) had a negative expectation. His strategy is the classic trap for compulsive gamblers. McCarthy’s low point was minus $165,000. What was his loss limit? A million? Ten million? In general, if one has a modest goal, the probability of winning increases as the loss limit increases, but with a percentage going to the house, it is always less than goal divided by the amount at risk.

    McCarthy says “You’ve got to be there for the turn. Because it always turns.” That’s poppycock. It’s likely to turn. Although the likelyhood increases with the amount risked; it’s never a certainty.

  8. Oh My Larry M. He is a gambler!!! even on the Golf course where there would be no TURN no matter how long he played…LOL..

  9. Just finished reading Colossal Failure. It was a great read. Everyone should pick up a copy.

  10. Bent Gabelgaard :

    A chilling read. Too bad Larry did not include the London view when it unfolded that the risk assessment on the CDO structured products sold from Lehman and Wall Street in general was less than perfect.

    However, the book is great on describing the respect which exists between trading professionals – and the lack of it when non-professionals tries to do a professional’s job. It is nice to have this story exposed to a larger audience.

    If Larry&Larry&Mike should ever find themselves in a great team needing commodity/energy trading expertise, give me a shout.

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