Superstition is part of gambling and those who cannot admit it need to have a good heart-to-heart talk with themselves. The more rational among us know it's all a bunch of hooey but I'm taking that orange shirt anyway!
A few more thoughts on superstitions . . .
Mojo, Voodoo, or Just Plain Luck!
Walk through any casino in the world and the air is pungent
with superstition. Gamblers are, by far, the most superstitious group of human
beings you will ever meet. They believe, contrary to every mathematical formula
built into every game of chance on the casino floor, that they can influence
the outcome of their play. And, don’t try to convince them otherwise! The only
logic to all of these gambling antics is no logic at all.
Start at the slot machines. How many times have you seen a
player, man or woman but in this case mostly women, talking to the machine they
are playing?
“Come on now! Pay off! You know you want to!”
All the while they pet and pat various parts of the machine
to create good vibes. If the machine hits only once during, or soon after, this
elaborate ritual, the player’s system is reinforced and will continue unabated.
If nothing happens, excuses are easily manufactured and the practice continues
anyway. For some slot players the charm is to play an entire bank of slot
machines instead of just one. Back and forth, pulling handles or pushing
buttons, this slot machine dance is well known and rather common place. Every
time one machines scores, the need for the ceremony is fortified.
Craps tables are a haven for superstitious types. Read just
one book about dice and the math is very clear – over time more sevens will
come up than any other number followed by sixes and eights and then fives and
nines right down the line. Snake eyes and box cars pay 30-1 because the odds of
them hitting are a mere 1/36 or about 3%. Patterns in the short term can be
very different but unadulterated dice land randomly and observant dealers and
pit employees are always on the look out for scammers who attempt to physically
influence the way the dice land.
Nevertheless, the number of gamblers who throw dice in every
conceivable odd manner, hoping to influence the outcome, defies logic - high in
an arc, straight down and banging off the rear wall, setting the dice on the
table before picking them up, pre-shakes and mini rolls. None of it makes any
difference but don’t try telling a gambler that. For the shooter, his or her
technique is what works and no one will ever convince them otherwise.
I once observed, and won a little money with, an old fella
at a craps table in the Golden Nugget downtown in Las Vegas.
He was hot, having two impressive
rolls one right after the other, so much so that after he sevened-out on the
second string of rolls the players around the table willingly passed the dice
back to him. After another spectacular series of passes and after winning a
bundle he turned to walk away and I naively asked him as he passed by if he
always rolled like that. He looked at me, seriously, and said, “Only when I
have my underwear on backwards!”
I tried. Didn’t work for me!
** Wish me luck! **
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