I knew a bookmaker who had a heart attack during the frantic end of a football game on television.
He stood as the point spread teetered on a pass slung into the end zone with seconds left in the game, fell to his knees, his wife and partner called 911 like that, and he lived to collect another day.
The only time you would expect a bookmaker to even think about experiencing chest pains is on settle-up night when somebody might say listen, the dog ate the cash.
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