Every week I have to compete with these guys. They’re right there with me in USA Today. Of course their ads are a lot bigger than mine, cause they make more money than me. I’ve got better plays and they’ve got the money. Go figure. I have to try to sell my concept of playing smart, and winning over time to people with a gamblers mentality, while these guys are out there selling imaginary fixes, 100,000 star locks, and Cigar games. And you know what? That’s exactly want Joe Gambler wants to buy in to. One guy has had a Game Of The Year, absolutely free every week of the season. Well it’s not free, and it’s not a lock, but people keep right on calling him. How do I know? How else could he afford the ad?

These are the boiler rooms, and I’m gonna blow the door right off them.

 

It’s Sunday morning. Your phone rings. There’s a complete stranger on the line, but he sounds good. He sounds like a friend. He sounds like someone who’s been around the block a few times. His first words to you, a variation of…”How you been doing with the football games my friend?” “I’ve got something very special going today.” “A game like this only comes around once every few years.” “We have information.” “This is the kind of game you can bet everything you own on, UNLOAD!” “It’s a control game, if you get my drift.” “You’ll be smoking your victory cigar by halftime, now how much can you move on a game like this….”

 

Sound familiar? Heard something like that before? You’ve just been contacted by a boilerroom con artist, and it won’t be your last. The reason he sounds so good, is that he’s reading to you from a tried and true SCRIPT that he’s used on many other suckers before you, and he’s been hired for his skills as an actor. He has no skills as a handicapper, and he gets to keep a nice chunk of whatever money you send in.

 

But how did he get your number?

 

Have ever replied to one of those ABSOLUTELY FREE ads you see in the sports publications? The kind where no one can talk to you without your name, address and phone number, and when they call you back absolutely nothing is absolutely free, and if it was, you wouldn’t want it anyway. That’s one way. Have you ever  sent money Western Union? Shalam, you’ve been nailed. You’ll be hearing from these people for a long time, and when they’re done with you, they will sell your name to their swine friends. Or, the last service you signed up with might have sold you out at a dollar a pop. Here’s what’s important. Don’t buy the snake oil from the snake. It’s poison. These people are out to take your money and hurt you bad. I know they talk a good game. I fell for that malarkey myself some years ago.

 

Here’s the set up. From the sounds you hear coming from your side of the phone, you assume that your talking to a high roller, from out Vegas way, who has some very valuable information to sell you at a price of between 100 and 10,000 dollars per game. The price of the game depends on how much money you told these people you wager. That’s why they always want to know how much you can move on a game, like we’re talking about bingo chips and not real money, and that’s why they try to persuade you to bet way over your head. The picture in your mind is of a real sharp guy, surrounded by a huge staff, a bank of computers, and a list of contacts across the country supplying inside information on all those fixed games that are about to happen.

 

Let me be the first to supply you with the real picture. The guy is sitting in a cubical, inside an office building probably in California or Florida. His is one of many cubicles. If you listen closely, you can hear the other guys pitching woo. He has holes in his shoes and a script in his hands. He is working for one of between 2 and 30 different scam operations all running from that same building. The air conditioner is probably broken, if they ever had one at all. He has a list of leads and you are one of them. When he’s finished scamming you, the guy in the next cubical gets your name. There is a scowling office manager prowling the floor keeping the pressure on the salesmen to produce dollars or else. There are no computers, scouts or fixes. Many of the salesmen pick the games they give you themselves. Sometimes they flip a coin or let the secretaries do it. If you’re lucky they take a poll. This is not about winning. Who cares about that? This is about stealing your money. This is about getting into your wallet. This is a con and you are the mark.

 

Some of the biggest names in the tout business are boiler room operations. Price is. Feist is. So is Bash and Allen. Pastorini and Gastineau too. There are more than a thousand of them. They do it better than anyone else because they’ve got it down to a science and they are all cashed up. They can afford the big ads, and the TV shows, but they are still gypsy’s tramps and thieves. Since you are the only one risking anything… the best thing that can happen to you when they come calling, is that they lose that very first game. Consider yourself lucky. You got off cheap. But God help you if they win those first few plays. Now you’ve been hooked and you start to believe the myth. They’ll have you betting astronomical  numbers, way more than you can afford, while the fees keep rising.  Up and Up you go until it all comes crashing down. When they’ve finished picking your bones, all you’ll have left are the Western Union receipts, maxed out credit cards and a very angry bookmaker looking for you. I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again… If the service you are considering dealing with will not guarantee you in writing that you’ll be receiving all their selections… at one set price per month or season… and that no-one will ever call to offer you additional games for more money… start cursing and don’t stop till they hang up.

 

 Want to burn down the boiler-rooms? Here’s what you do when they call. Don’t get mad, get even. Don’t threaten. Have a little fun. Ask the guy how he likes his cubical. Tell him you just got done having sex with his mother and that she’s an animal in bed. Get his 800 number and call him and offer him YOUR fixed games. Send yourself money Western Union and call him with the tracking number, that’ll get him in deep shit with his bosses. Babble  endlessly about your tomato plants when he calls you. Tell him the folks at ATS said he was full of shit. Be a merciless son of a bitch and remember… he’s just a voice on the phone trying to sell you down the river. Make him nice and sick and BURN DOWN THE BOILERROOMS!

 

 

Brian’s Attack Cat