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07-09-2010, 10:36 PM
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The old OTB parlor, they would keep two tellers there until Balmoral's last race at 1AM ... and for one year even stayed open in the middle of the night while 2 or 3 true degen's stuck around and bet Australia without PP's or whatever the hell it was they were showing. Greatest mystery in the world is how that place was never robbed. They had real dough in the money room, one senior citizen security guard who was hooked on scratch off lotto tickets sticking around and about four or five employees who valued life a million times more than the companys money. Most of the cameras didn't even work. You take a right out of the parking lot and you're on the Interstate. You take a left and you're onto Peach street which is loaded with malls and stores for two straight miles. Or you could drive past the Interstate and take the backroads if you know them. Probably the hardest place in the city to capture someone who recently escaped from and easiest spot to escape from. 
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07-09-2010, 11:15 PM
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Still trying to outsmart me, aren't you, mule-skinner? You want me to think that you don't want me to go down there, but the subtle truth is you really don't want me to go down there!
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07-10-2010, 12:19 AM
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Uh, I would assure you that it would have been an easy five figure score and an almost 100% chance of clean escape with just about any two man team except RHT doing the deed and me doing the driving. That specific combo could screw up anything. I worked there as a teller right after I turned 18. The tellers had it easy - betting on credit and covering shorts on payday was very much a common thing. They'd always have a BS story about some tale of woe mistake that left them short. And they never threatened employment until it became heavily abused. It was a big sprawling OTB with 3 different very spacey rooms. Probably five times the size of the ones you'd see when you go into New York State. The cameras didn't work in the back dining room...but even in the other two rooms, no one cared what was going on. It was amazing the kind of stuff that could have been pulled that wasn't. The short time I worked there, I'd tell the manager and other tellers that "I saw the mad bomber today! He was here! I talked to him! The Man, the myth, the legend!" ... some fictional person I made up that I swore to them would bet 300K or more to show on a horse when the right situation comes up. And he was scouting things out right here on the weekends. How cool was that? After I was gone, I guess my fictional guy did show up for a teller I was friends with. In 2003, Medaglia D' Oro just won his 4yo debut with a 119 Beyer in his prior start .. he was in the Oaklawn Park Handicap against 4 hopeless other horses, none of which had any pace to bother him. One of the all-time great mismatches on paper and they didn't cancel show betting. He paid $2.20 to win $2.20 to place and $2.20 to show because OP had $2.20 minimum prices. They let him crawl on the lead in the race .. and a horse that Joe Woodard trained who had recently missed the board twice in a row at Mountaineer Park chugged home 2nd to MDO. It's a shame cameras didn't work back where he made the bet ... I might have asked the manager to review the tape. It could have been a blast to see a figment of my imagination in action.
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