Book Review: Six to Five Against

Burt Dragin. Six to Five Against: A Gambler’s Odyssey. Berkeley: RDR Books, 2005.

Six to Five Against is a refreshing, sometimes wincingly honest look at one man’s gambling. Drawing chiefly on his own experiences but supported by Dragin’s investigations into the thrall that gambling holds for many, this is an open, honest, and readable story that will appeal to anyone who gambles or wants to better understand gamblers.

Dragin opens the book with an interesting thought: he’s got a lot in common with Steve Wynn. They were both born in the same year to gambling fathers, and both have had lifelong relationships with gambling, though Dragin admits that the billionaire casino owner has gotten rich from gambling, while he hasn’t. Along the way, Dragin luckily transformed his obsession with gambling into an obsession with gamblers and research into gambling, and the result is this memoir/problem gambling overview.

The short book is divided into four parts. The First, My Role Model, hinges on Dragin’s father Phil, a lifelong gambler. In the second part, Gambling Demons, the focus shifts to the author’s gambling travails. The third part, Profiles, is a series of quick (6 pages or so) sketches of several problem gamblers Dragin interviewed. Part four, The Last Act, is a coda of sorts, describing Phil Dragin’s last years and the author’s final acceptance of his problem gambling.

Six to Five Against works because Dragin is able to coolly, almost dispassionately analyze himself as well as his subjects. His honesty about his gambling is refreshing, and it puts him in a league with Dostoyevsky as a writer who can bring his own gambling to bear on his writing–in Dostoyevsky’s case fiction, in Dragin’s memoir/creative non-fiction–and produce something both eye-opening and thought-provoking.

Dragin’s father’s life parallels that of many men who ended up in Las Vegas one both sides of the table. Growing up in an immigrant, Yiddish and Russian-speaking household in Cleveland, he spurned hard work and sober devotion for the gambling underworld, which included Moe Dalitz’s Harvard Club and an entire stratum of pool rooms, racetracks, touts, and bustouts. Calling it Runyonesque is almost an understatement. Indeed, Dragin pays homage to Damon Runyon in the book’s opening pages, embracing him as a kindred spirit (his title is taken from a particularly pithy gem from Runyon’s “A Nice Price”), and its easy to see how he made a strong emotional connection between his father’s war stories of Cleveland’s gambling scene and Runyon’s memorable characters.

Moving to Los Angeles, Dragin’s father enjoys a bit of good luck, followed by years of hard work, frustration, and disappointment, including more than one arrest for gambling. Dragin follows in his father’s footsteps, trying to balance the demands of adulthood with an unstoppable need to gamble. In the end, father and son seem to reach a rapprochement with their “gambling demon” that contains, but doesn’t entirely banish, it. As a simple family story, Six to Five Against is not only touching, but transforming–the reader is challenged to consider how gambling both tied together and tore apart the Dragins.

As remarkable a document the Dragin story would be as a simple memoir, it’s much more. Throughout, Dragin interweaves personal experience, interviews, and historical research quite effectively. As a historian, I’ve got to concede that the historical background isn’t as well-plumbed as it might have been, which in a few cases hinders Dragin. For example, Dragin just repeats the description of the Flamingo as “the first ornate palace” in the Nevada desert, completely ignoring the earlier El Rancho Vegas and Last Frontier. Worse yet, he doesn’t even mention Billy Wilkerson, whose story would have lent considerable weight to the narrative. Wilkerson, after all, was the brilliant promoter and compulsive gambler who first conceived of the Flamingo, and whose inabilities to control his gambling (combined with Siegel’s predatory avarice) forced him to lose the casino shortly before it opened. There’s also a bit of editorial sloppiness as Giralomo Cardano’s name changes to “Cordano” and back a few times on the same page. But these miscues don’t mar what is a powerful and convincing book.

Dragin is unflinchingly honest, talking candidly of his own struggles with gambling while admitting that no one held a gun to his head and forced him to gamble. Not willing to call himself a victim, he still grapples with an obsession so powerful that it must be biological. He includes many details that a less honest and courageous writer might not have–particularly a heart-breaking exchange between him and his father towards the end of the book–and our understanding of gambling is richer for his risk-taking.

I strongly recommend Six to Five Against for those who want to learn more about the gambler’s psyche, particularly because Dragin is adept at blending the psychological literature with interviews and biographical sketches. Necessarily anecdotal, the book provides rare insights and a highly personal account of one gambler’s journey. It’s a must for any gambling researcher’s bookshelf.

Manchester not so super

Manchester won’t be getting a Golden Nugget-sized “supercasino” anytime soon, thanks to the House of Lords (not the Sahara’s quondam steakhouse). From the Sun:

PLANS to build Britain’s first supercasino in Manchester were THROWN OUT by the House of Lords yesterday.

In a disaster for Prime Minister Tony Blair and Culture Secretary Tessa Jowell, peers blocked the Government’s Gambling Order by 123 votes to 120.

The shock result leaves the vision of Las Vegas-style casinos in Britain in tatters. And plans for 16 smaller casinos are also on hold.

Ms Jowell won’t put a fresh order before Parliament until at least May.

Any new scheme is not likely to come to Parliament until after Chancellor Gordon Brown has taken over as Prime Minister — and he is lukewarm about the supercasino plans.

Ministers had heralded the plans to allow unlimited jackpot machines and roulette tables in huge leisure complexes. Last month Manchester was the surprise choice by an independent panel for the first supercasino, beating Blackpool and London’s Millennium Dome.

The Sun Online – News: Lords wreck hope of gambling

I think this will actually open the door for more than one “supercasino” within the next few years.

RTB review

I’m not dull! At least that’s what blogger Stephanie Manley says in her review of Roll the Bones:

This is a terrific book as it is an enjoyable read, sprinkled with much historical facts. This historical information isn’t given in a format that may be dull, or unexciting, but rather Schwartz does an excellent job of making you want to continue to turn the page. I would highly recommend this book to anyone that enjoys gaming, and those who are history buffs, you won’t be disappointed.

Stephanie Manley’s Blog–Book Review

I agree with Stephanie, and highly recommend the book to everyone.

Ocean’s 14?

I guess I’ve got to change my take that it’s impossible to successfully rob a major casino and get away. From IHT:

Four masked robbers stole at least €600,000 (US$800,000) from a Brussels casino early Sunday, Belgian television reported.

The men, armed with a machine gun, forced staff at the Grand Casino Brussels to open cash registers and a safe at around 4 a.m. (0200 GMT). No shots were fired and no one was hurt.

They made their getaway in a taxi they had stolen earlier. A policeman driving his private car chased them, but lost them at a highway junction.

The Grand Casino Brussels is Belgium’s largest.

Robbers steal at least €600,000 from Brussels casino – International Herald Tribune

Maksed gunmen, stolen taxis, and a clean getaway with a rogue cop giving chase in his beat-up Pinto (well, that last bit was some poetic license). If this isn’t already in a movie, it should be. We just need to think up some backstory for the criminal quartet (brothers needing money for an operation for their mothers? undercover agents getting funds for a secret operation?) and a little about the security guard who’s got a week to go until he retires, and I think we can find someone to greenlight this.

Punched by a drunk and looking for help

People often wonder what I do for a living. I usually tell them about my work in expanding UNLV’s gaming collections, doing outreach for the Center, and working on the Center website. But I also answer a ton of email. Today, I’m stuck for a story to post about, so I thought I’d give you, the reader, a glimpse into what my email inbox looks like. This is a real email, followed by my authentic reply:

—– Original Message —–
From: XXXXX
To: dgs@unlv.nevada.edu
Sent: Sunday, March 25, 2007 11:12 PM
Subject: A question for you

Just wondering what the policies are if a person gets assaulted (punched in the face )in a casino by an unknown drunk person ?
I am not sure if this is the right place to address this
Thank you for your time
XXXXX

Luckily, I’m well qualified to answer questions like this one, having working in both casino security and surveillance and several other security/crowd control jobs. It took about 5 minutes to craft this answer:

XXXXXX,
If this wasn’t documented, the victim would have to approach a security officer, tell him/her about the incident, and give a description of the assailant and his/her direction of flight. Security could then request a review of surveillance footage to see if the attack was documented and put out an APB for the assailant. If the assailant was found, the victim could press charges, charges that would be strengthened if surveillance footage backed hi/her version of events.
If this wasn’t immediately documented, it will be nearly impossible to press charges, since the assailant is no longer near the scene and the surveillance tapes may have been deleted. When anything happens in a casino, it is critical to document it immediately.

Dave

_____________________________
David G. Schwartz, Ph.D.
Director, Center for Gaming Research
University of Nevada Las Vegas
(702) 895-2242

http://gaming.unlv.edu

http://www.dieiscast.com

I’m off to a meeting (more of what I do), but I’ll post my thoughts on this when I get back.

Rose hustles the gambling record

I caught this interesting bit about Pete Rose’s “evolving” admission of his betting on sports in the Times-Record:

Pete Rose has a new spin on his gambling habit. The man who for a decade swore that he never bet on baseball, then admitted that he did so on occasion, now says he bet on every game the Cincinnati Reds played during his five years as manager.

Major League Baseball’s unequivocal ban on gambling is posted in every clubhouse. It’s as fundamental as fielding a grounder. So why would Rose now admit he broke the rule 814 times? The only conclusion is that he somehow thinks the new story will help him rejoin the game’s official family and get the Hall of Fame plaque he so desperately craves.

When John Dowd investigated Rose for MLB, he detected a clear pattern: Rose, he said, never bet the Reds when Mario Soto or Bill Gullickson pitched. That’s the kind of tip to other gamblers that baseball rightly fears.
So Charlie’s new hustle is to recast his gambling as evidence of love for his team. Sorry, Pete, but no one who really loved his team and his game would have violated their integrity repeatedly. Care to try again?

Times Recorder – A new spin on Rose’s gambling habit

If you’ve got any questions about Rose”s betting, just read the Dowd Report.

Bad news for Great Buns

This is pretty sad, from KLAS:

A popular bakery that supplied bread and pastries to many Las Vegas hotels is a complete loss following a late night fire.

The Great Buns Bakery on Tropicana near Pecos caught fire around 10 p.m. on Tuesday night. Nearly 50 firefighters responded to the fire call.

The building’s sprinkler system did go off, but the fire started in the ceiling and was out of the sprinkler’s reach. The flames spread fast causing a lot of damage.

LasVegasNOW.com | News for Las Vegas, Nevada – Fire Destroys Las Vegas Bakery

I’ve been going to Great Buns pretty steadily since I moved nearby 2 years ago, so I’m pretty bummed out. Thankfully no one was seriously hurt.

Rhode Island mega-slot casino

Casinos are spreading to new places in the US, but they are also becoming bigger. Those who think that Las Vegas is the end-all and be-all of American gaming might be surprised to hear that the top 4 biggest casinos–at least as far as slot count goes–aren’t anywhere near “the Boulevard.” From the Boston Globe:

When the $220 million renovation is complete, there will be 4,752 slot machines at the newly named Twin River, more than in all but three casinos in the country — Foxwoods Resort Casino and Mohegan Sun in Connecticut, and Bally’s Atlantic City in New Jersey.

State lawmakers will be watching Twin River closely because millions of dollars of state revenue are at stake.

The machines there and at Newport Grand will bring in an estimated $255 million this year. The two facilities pay the state about 60 percent of their revenue from the slots, which is about 7 1/2 percent of the state’s revenues.

The construction at Lincoln Park, begun in April, caused a decline in slot machine revenues.

With the renovation nearing completion — the first floor will be under construction through the fall — state and track officials hope to see revenues rebound, said Gerald Aubin, who oversees the Rhode Island Lottery. “It’s an incredible project that I thought, nine months ago, was impossible,” Aubin said. “If it doesn’t compete head-to-head with Mohegan and Foxwoods, then shame on us .”

Twin River will still lack some major draws of the big casinos, including a hotel and table games such as blackjack and roulette.

Most patrons come from within 15 miles, but the casino hopes to get people from as far as 60 miles away, general manager Craig Sculos said.

Expansion at casino in R.I. is set to open – The Boston Globe

This isn’t being promoted as a national, or even regional, destination, which is interesting. Is slot play becoming a common-enough pastime throughout the country that you can profitably run a 4700-slot room by just appealing to locals? The people at Twin River seem to say yes.

IP jackpot dispute

This came up last week, but I’m just getting around to it today. It’s from the Sun-Herald:

The three-member Mississippi Gaming Commission ruled unanimously Thursday that a gambler should be paid $1 million in a jackpot dispute, but a lawyer for the IP Casino said he expects the decision to be appealed.

The slot machine was mistakenly programmed to be a stand-alone progressive.

The casino contends the gambler is owed only $8,000 because that’s what the machine advertised. The machine, owned by IGT and leased to the casino, can be used as a standard slot or a progressive. An IGT technician set the progressive option when the casino had ordered a standard slot.

Florida Eash of Biloxi hit the jackpot Feb. 19, 2006. The machine lit up, informing her she had won $1 million. When casino employees told her the jackpot was $8,000, she requested the Gaming Commission investigate.

Gaming agents decided in favor of Eash and so did Larry Gregory, the agency’s executive director. The casino appealed that decision to Joan Myers, the agency’s hearing examiner. She decided in favor of the casino, ruling the contract between the gambler and the casino is spelled out on the machine’s signage.

The Gaming Commission on Thursday reversed the hearing examiner’s ruling after reviewing officials’ reports and transcripts.

Eash, who is in the real estate business and bet around $52,000 on table games and slots at the casino between December 2005 and February 2006, had represented herself before the hearing examiner. The casino had four lawyers.

The Sun Herald | 03/16/2007 | Woman wins jackpot dispute

Usually these disputes are settled in the house’s favor, so this caught my eye.

New image gallery: Stardust deconstructed

As I promised on a Two Way Hard Three thread a week or so ago, here’s my photographic tribute to the Stardust’s last weeks:
Die is Cast image gallery: Stardust