chicagonow.com— Well, let me give you my list of who I think are the most popular fictional gamblers of all-time. Feel free to discuss!
Nov 19, 2009View in Crawl 4
On a warm summer's evenin' on a train bound for nowhere,I met up with the gambler; we were both too tired to sleep.So we took turns a starin' out the window at the darkness'Til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak.He said, "Son, I've made a life out of readin' people's faces,And knowin' what their cards were by the way they held their eyes.And if you don't mind my sayin', I can see you're out of aces.For a taste of your whiskey I'll give you some advice."So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow.Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light.And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression.Said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right.You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,Know when to walk away and know when to run.You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.Ev'ry gambler knows that the secret to survivin'Is knowin' what to throw away and knowing what to keep.'Cause ev'ry hand's a winner and ev'ry hand's a loser,And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep."And when he'd finished speakin', he turned back towards the window,Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep.And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even.But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,Know when to walk away and know when to run.You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.
gankigeNov 19, 2009
Dugg for Gambit before Hollywood got their filthy, murderous hands on him.
happydigger7Nov 19, 2009
Great list, a little bit for everyone. My favorite has to be Bond, Blackjack Bond.
stignordasNov 19, 2009
Dugg for Ooggie Boogie! How often can you say that?
ivenomiNov 20, 2009
"He beat me, strait up. Pay this MAN his money."
saladcactuskingNov 20, 2009
On a warm summer's evenin' on a train bound for nowhere,I met up with the gambler; we were both too tired to sleep.So we took turns a starin' out the window at the darkness'Til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak.He said, "Son, I've made a life out of readin' people's faces,And knowin' what their cards were by the way they held their eyes.And if you don't mind my sayin', I can see you're out of aces.For a taste of your whiskey I'll give you some advice."So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow.Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light.And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression.Said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right.You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,Know when to walk away and know when to run.You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.Ev'ry gambler knows that the secret to survivin'Is knowin' what to throw away and knowing what to keep.'Cause ev'ry hand's a winner and ev'ry hand's a loser,And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep."And when he'd finished speakin', he turned back towards the window,Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep.And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even.But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,Know when to walk away and know when to run.You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.