If you ask a small grouping of craps players if they would rather be on a table with a rhythmic roller or a chop setter, they will almost inadvertently tell you a chop setter. This is because they have most likely tinkered with numerous chop setters with some grade of success and secondly, because most people will think of rhythmic rollers as just somebody who sees the chop and provide throws them across the table.
In all my years at a craps table, I have only seen two “true” rhythmic fps. The rhythmic present shooter can control the chop and cause an unbelievably consistent outcome by running in a beat. The first one I saw was average and the other one simply astonishing.
I first played craps with her many years ago in Tunica, Mississippi. She was playing on a table by herself early at the Horseshoe and I sat down at a nearby position to keep an enthusiastic eye on her. I could tell she was doing well because her red chips went to green and then begun to go black.
The first thing I noticed was that she kept her left hand at an angle on the table all the time with her side down on the felt. She then appeared to dab the felt in some sort of beat, but not really. It was quite strange but it worked. Keep in mind, most rhythmic rollers do not stay in this same position patting the felt, but she did.
I assume where she tokes the dealers, she gets them to “keep the chop moving” but I never heard her say anything like that at all, but the table bets she placed for them were quite
noticeable, especially with a dealer bet $54 across. You better believe the stickman kept the chop moving, even with the stick change, they continued to move the chop quickly in her direction. This assists a Rhythmic Roller.
She held them for another half an hour on that roll, seemed upset and called it a night. The next morning, I asked the dealers on the next shift if they had seen her, I described Bloodstone Dice what she seemed like and they immediately said she went over to The movies to visit friends. Feeling like a leech, but down quite a bit on my luck before I met her, I raced right over.
The only thing I noticed was that little hand tapping out some sort of rhythmic beat while she hit number after number. When i asked her how she learned to play so well, she said, “Oh, I’m not that good really, it’s just my lucky hat”.
I have been fortunate enough to play with her perhaps five or six times now and I’ve come to in conclusion she is wearing my lucky hat too!