Bob Amante’s Restaurant, Deerfield Beach, Florida
[dcs_p]I’m at the bar with a dish of spaghetti and a glass of Chianti, but I’m not in a good mood. These dog bettors have been beating me up for three weeks running, and the Vegas lines are killing me. I was talking to a buddy of mine in the business, and he was telling me Vegas is moving the line with only a few thousand on one side, and we shared a laugh at this. Back in the day … in my day, it took thirty grand on one side for me to move a line. And I never laid off.[/dcs_p]
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It’s a fact that the lines stink nowadays. Once upon a time Jimmy the Greek put out a line and it was solid—we all won. But now you’ve got to wonder about these geeky college boys and their computers, and you just know they haven’t got a clue.[/dcs_p]
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That’s the problem with the world today: Too many rules and too little initiative. I say get rid of the frat boys and bring back the men, the risk takers. I’m trying to make a living here.[/dcs_p]
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