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Old 03-26-2003, 04:51 PM
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Default The Good Ol' Days ( the Chronicles )

Well , everyone is complaining about the lack of gambling related material in the Mess Hall as of late. So I thought I'd humor and entertain the masses with some true stories about the Good Ol' Days ; bookmaking back in the Big Apple.


Man did we have a crew , 8 guys, everyone as unique as the next. There was the old man , "Pops" this son of bitch actually had a hump on this back , a frigging hump ! like Quazimodo or something. He was about 65 years old , you could tell he had a rough life , bad beats over the years had brought him down to a smidgeon of the man he used to be. Horses was his game though , used to listen to Aqueduct on the radio. We'd all be sitting around bullshitting , when suddenly Pops would start screaming , "Come on Baby , Come on !!! , Bring it on Home !!! " But the cheers always ended the same way , in utter disgust. " Mother Fukker !!! Lost again.

For those of you whose only expierience in this field comes from offshore , let me enlighten you about how it was in New York. First of all there weren't any computers, everything was done the old fashion way - pens and papers ( no red pens though - bad luck Jack ) We had board guy , his job was updating the lines on a white board that all the bet takers could see. His name was Al , he was probably in his fifties , overweight , weak bladder , 2 pack a day smoker. Basically the board guy was the schmuck job , because he couldn't clerk a lick to save his life. He was also the bosses scapegoat , constantly getting jabbed and undercut. One day after 6.00 pm , and remember in NY when the door shuts , it stays shut until the shift is over. Well , one particular office we had didn't have a bathroom in the office , it was located down the hall. So if you didn't take a leak before the shift , you better sit with your legs tight , otherwise .... well do the math. Anyways , Al , needed to take a piss and proceeded to unlock the door an make an attempt for the hall bathroom , well , this was a no - no !!! And before he could unlock the dead bolt the boss bellowed , " WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" , I got to take a whiz , said Al in a sheepish voice. "THE FUK YOU ARE !!!" Next thing I know , Al is pissing in a Slurpee cup right infront of the boys. Thats the way it was though, no one wanted to take a shit in Central Booking.

We had a crazy Italian goombah wanna be ganstar working for us also , his name was Bobby , but his nickname was "Bullit" , I'm sure it was self proclaimed. From what I understood , he did some low maitence muscle jobs around Queens. No doubt about it , he was a tough cookie , but all the guys found it hilarious when he showed up to work one day beat up and bruised. We later found out through the grapevine , he was beat up at a Strip club by a 180 lb bouncer. Bullet weighed about 280. I used to Car pool into the city with him because I lived in Queens also. To this day , I have never driven with a crazier driver. He would use every lane negotiating the quickest possible root to the city via the LIE. Bobby was also as big a degenerant gambler as they came.

We had nerf basketball hoop in the office , something to fool around with when we were slow. Anyways , Bobby , The Boss , and My Uncle ( also a crazy bastard ) would play high stakes horse games. They would shoot 15 shots each ( $100 bucks a shot ) Whoever got the highest would get $1000 , 2nd place $500 , and the loser would have to pay both winners. I loved it on payday , the Boss would hand out everyones money , and when he got to Bobby , he would say , wait a sec , you owe me from the last game. Bobby was a hustler though. I was real good at pool back then , could run out 3 tables on a good night , as a matter a fact , my "Bud Light" pool team in 1995 was the New York City Champions , we lost in the regionals and a chance to play for the National Championship in Vegas , but we were some good shooters. My Uncle was on the team with me , him and I would always drive around town looking for games and people to hustle. Everyone in the office knew we were good shooters so we could never get any action there. Well , one night after payday , with deep pockets , Bullit was driving my Uncle and I back into Queens. He said you want to stop for a drink at Mccans pub. Of course we did. Sunday was payday in our office , and Sunday was also free pool night at Mccans. So after sucking down a few suds , we shot a few games , Bullit told us , he rarely played , but would play us for small amounts of money to make it interesting. ($20 , $40 bucks a game) No problem , me and Uncle took turns beating him until we were owed about $100 each. Thats when Bullit turned on the heat , he said lets go double or nothing on the $100 , where he barely beat me. Then he said , lets play for $100. Well , you guys know where this story is going. Before I knew it I had handed him over my whole pay ($1200) and owed him $600 more. My Uncle was stuck about two dimes himself. This peice of shit reeled me in , hook , line and sinker , then struck me out swinging with a "Stinker."

But thats the way it was back then , Top of the world one day , and bottom of the barrel the next. In the bookie business in NY , everyone had an angle , a hustle , a speciality , and a secret. The guys I worked with were unique yet carved from a slab like many before them , the degenerate slab. They were hustlers in the field of life. Doing whatever they could to get by and get along (and get over.) Our office wasn't full of college kids and cheerleaders like now days. Our office was full of dirty , conniving , sneaky men who looked over their shoulders when they walked down the street. In order to get in this crew , you needed a reference ( an since I didn't have a rap sheet at that time ) I was lucky to have my Uncle. He told one day when I was driving my vending route, How would you like to make twice as much money ? for half as much work ? Twice as much money , for half as much work ? Fill me in on the details. Well , you know sports , you know numbers , quit your job tommorrow and I'll show you what I do. Well , I did and the rest is history.


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This isn't the end of the chronicles , but merely the Begining

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Old 03-26-2003, 06:08 PM
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Well I enjoyed it!
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Old 03-26-2003, 06:10 PM
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Great story ABB! I loved the part about the hunchback especially. Very funny....you have a knack for story tellling.

Man did we have a crew , 8 guys, everyone as unique as the next. There was the old man , "Pops" this son of bitch actually had a hump on this back , a frigging hump ! like Quazimodo or something. He was about 65 years old , you could tell he had a rough life , bad beats over the years had brought him down to a smidgeon of the man he used to be. Horses was his game though , used to listen to Aqueduct on the radio. We'd all be sitting around bullshitting , when suddenly Pops would start screaming , "Come on Baby , Come on !!! , Bring it on Home !!! " But the cheers always ended the same way , in utter disgust. " Mother Fukker !!! Lost again.

Too, too funny! [img]i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif[/img]
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Old 03-26-2003, 06:11 PM
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I was sweating out a case and wasn't supposed to be working.

I owed a ton!

I rented two apartments back to back.

In the closet in one of the bedrooms I knocked a hole through to the other apartment and put a false back in that pivoted on a hinge when you flipped the shelf up.

In addition this also served as the location for the backtstrap for the tapes.

I haven't missed too many meals myself but I was the smallest guy by at least a 100 lbs.

I had three clerks whose minimum weight started at 350 and went as high as 475.

I dont know which was breaking me faster the shylocks,bad decisions, or the lunch and dinner bills for this crew.

I get up to take a leak and I start hearing some screaming and banging.

I opened the bathroom door and I hear,"open the the f**kin' door it's the police!"

I make a b-line for the bedroom closet but I'm too late.

The biggest ass clerk is stuck in the escape way!

All I can see is the crack of this humongous ass smiling at me like it was saying,"Sorry sucker!".

They had to call emergency services to break the wall around him to get him out.

This apartment house was on a first floor on a hill.

I figured when I jumped out the window it would be on ground level.

It wasn't.

It was in the back of the building that was dug out for the basemant apartments and the parking lot.

It was a big drop.

If a dumpster wasn't there with some plasterboard and some garbage to break my fall in all likelihood I could have broken my back or my neck and have been killed.

When I looked up at the sky I thought I was dead.

I didn't have a mark on me.

That was one of a half dozen times the Good Lord has spared my life.

The cops were laughing about the guy stuck in the wall and laughing just as loud about the idiot that flew out the window.

The lead investigator quipped ,"Who jumped out the window,Al Capone?"
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Old 03-26-2003, 06:58 PM
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Funny stuff Nero. You too ABB. Funny thing is I know it's all true and have lived a good part of most of those stories.
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Old 03-26-2003, 08:44 PM
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Some guys go to the gym to build a strong back. Devil got his lifting up doors that fell on him!
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Old 03-26-2003, 08:46 PM
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Sure Scott funny now, but wasn't that funny back then.
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Old 03-26-2003, 08:50 PM
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Yep. One time is one time too many [img]i/expressions/face-icon-small-sad.gif[/img]
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Old 03-26-2003, 08:58 PM
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ABB,thanks for the trip dowm memory lane.Almost makes me miss working in the shadows of NY.The characters I worked with and one time or another,I will remember for ever.Although,I don't miss looking over my shoulder.
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Old 03-26-2003, 09:03 PM
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Strong creative material like usual ABB


Nero nice job also
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Old 03-26-2003, 09:05 PM
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"All I can see is the crack of this humongous ass smiling at me like it was saying,"Sorry sucker!".

They had to call emergency services to break the wall around him to get him out."


Nero - I can just picture this! You are not only a good write but you have lots of material to work from. You guys need to write a book and have it made into a movie.

You are a man that I wish to break bread with! Hours of amusement [img]i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif[/img]

Thanks for the stories.

How bout you Freddie - humour us with a story or two from the "good ole days"
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Old 03-26-2003, 09:24 PM
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I'll try and make this a short one.We were working out of some shit hole apt. in New york.It was on the top floor of a 4 floor building.There were 5 of us on that night.In the middle of the shift the buzzer rings.No one was expected and there was no intercom to see who it was.I told the other guys to sit tight while I checked it out.I got down stairs and it was some 80 year old lady who was a census taker.I gave her some story that I was from out of town and didn't live there.However she also needed to talk to the people in the apt.next to ours.So I said okay and helped the old broad up the floor flights.In the meantime,because I had taken so long the other guys had run up to the roof.I continued to talk to the lady as she was knocking on the door next door.As we spoke,one by one,the guys came down from the roof and entered the apartment.Somewhat astonished,she looked at me and said"there sure are alot of you guys staying there."I looked at her dead serious,told her we were gay,and having a little party.I then winked at went inside.Never heard from her again. I busted the other guys balls for weeks about running away from an 80 year old woman.
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Old 03-26-2003, 09:32 PM
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Great stuff guys.. I'm with Compy.. y'all should write bookie books [img]i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif[/img]
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Old 03-26-2003, 09:41 PM
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Compy, this didn't happen to me but another office in NY.

They rented two apartments in the same building. Like 5a and 11b.

They had the phones installed and registered to 11b.

Before the moved to the office they had their phone guy run the phone lines outside the building to the 5a office and had an alarm system installed that if the door of 11b opened 5a would know of it through a blinking light system.

In NY you can't get a search warrant for 222 7th street, you need the warrant for 222 7th street apt 11b. Well a few months later the cops were there and busted down the door of 11b, the lights went off in 5a and the guys in the office calmly took the phones off the hooks and sat there for an hour or so. They called in all the work to someone so they would have a copy and then calmly walked past the cops that were waiting outside one at a time.
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Old 03-26-2003, 09:48 PM
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Devil,heard the same story.Pure genious.
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Old 03-26-2003, 09:53 PM
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Loman, I believe the genius is down in CR now.
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Old 03-26-2003, 09:56 PM
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Devil,I beleive you are correct.Do you remember the night they busted so many shops the put everyone in a high school gym.It was like alumni weekend.Everyone hanging out and playing cards .Luckily I was not a part of it.
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Old 03-26-2003, 09:57 PM
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Thanks ABB & Nero, I worked with every one of those guys.
Thanks again guys, ScottyS
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Old 03-26-2003, 09:59 PM
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Thanks for the story ABB. Great stuff.

Thanks for the kind words about Dad. My mother loved that hump. She could rest her head on it while sleeping. Truly a great match.
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