I read this story today, and I really love it. A New Jersey grandma who had only played craps once before in her life kept a game going for over 4 hours in an Atlantic City casino. If I last for more than 4 minutes at a craps table, I'm happy. Kudos to her!
I do have a funny craps story to tell. About a year ago, I was in Vegas with my lovely wife, Martha, and my best buddy, Steve. Martha had stayed away from table games for various reasons, but she wanted to hang out with "the boys" and was tired of sitting at Wheel of Fortune (although she was winning a little bit of money - she's very lucky!). So I convinced her to take a larger chuck of cash and to plop it down at the craps table.
She was hesitant, but she finally agreed. She stood between me and Steve, and when the dice started flying, she just kept asking, "what do I do now?" and I would instruct. We made really simple bets - pass line and odds - but it's hard to block out everyone else yelling "four the hard way!" and "place the six" and so on. The table was fun, fast, and furious. A few people hit their numbers, and when they did, Steve and I would high-five over Martha, who hadn't realized that she just won some dough.
This went on for about 20 minutes, and we decided to call it quits when we were ahead. The result? Martha made about $70 and bought a comfy pair of shoes at Caesars Forum Shops later that day. When she wears them and someone comments on them, I tell the story.
I hope I have some more stories to tell in August, the next time I... Go to Vegas. It's that simple.
Viva,
Mike
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