So, picture this: me, the "genius" of split bets, thinking I cracked the code to outsmart the casino. I’d spread my chips like a chess grandmaster, covering every angle—red, black, corners, you name it. My system was flawless… until it wasn’t. One night, I’m up 2 grand, feeling like a king. Next spin, the wheel laughs in my face—zero. Twice in a row. My "surefire" plan? Poof. Gone. Moral of the story: the house always has the last laugh, and my split bets just split my wallet. Anyone else fall for their own hype?