Craps Forum
I was visiting Atlantic City with my wife and brother. It had been
been a while since we’ve had the chance to visit and my brother and I
were anxious to ‘Roll them bones’. So as my wife headed for the VP
machines we settled down straight-out at a $10 table at Resorts. I had
had pretty good luck at Resorts on my last few visits so I was hoping
that would continue. The table was about half full when we started to
play and reports were that it had been pretty bad.
One guy just to my right was a darksider and was betting DP and laying
odds and would load up with don’t come bets with odds. He had an
annoying habit of yelling SEVEN YEAH! If someone rolled big red on
the come out when he had all the numbers covered with Don’t Come
bets. This happened twice within 20 minutes and as his rail filled
with black he became even more annoying to me than these guys tend to
be generally.
[Don’t get me wrong—I believe you can spend your money any way you
want to at the table. But I generally don’t like don’t bettors
because they hope for exactly what most of us don’t want. And when
they win and we lose and they YELL—-well it just steams me.]
So, anyway, we were trying to decide what to do when the dice passed
to a young guy on the opposite end of the table with his hair cut very
short (must have been a “1” or maybe even a “1/2” buzz cut). Now this
guy had a few buddies with him and they were obviously a little drunk-
but pleasantly so. He picked up the dice and rubbed them in both
hands, which freaked out the stick who set him straight. So this guy
begins his roll and, as he rolls, he’s providing a running
commentary. Things like “Here’s a four for my friends down the end”
and “Let’s go with the ten- come on dice!” etc. You get the picture.
Now, I am a somewhat judgmental person so I have this guy sized up as
just another rookie who’s spending his cash getting drunk and shooting
craps. But he’s shooting pretty well and soon has made two passes as
the darksider begins to take his lumps (not a bad thing). And as he
wins, he becomes louder and louder. Nothing obnoxious or obscene, but
louder and louder.
Just when I’m beginning to think this guy’s a real loser - he says
“Let’s hear ‘GOD BLESS OUR TROOPS!’ COME ON EVERYBODY!”
Then it dawns on me—-this guy’s military. So I yell down something
like “Yo troop- what branch?” “ARMY, SIR” came the reply.
And then an amazing thing happened. The entire table broke into
spontaneous applause. Dealers stick and Box along with the players.
For that one brief moment it didn’t matter who you were, rightsider or
wrongsider or what your political views were. The dozen or so people
at that table were joined together to acknowledge the presence of an
American hero in our midst.
Some craps game - God Bless Our Troops.
Cheers,
Bojangles
