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FLOYD MAYWEATHER CAN'T READ
HIS PROBLEM IN LIVING COLOR: BLACK, WHITE & GREEN!
Floyd Mayweather's problems are in living color, black, white and green. His problems have everything to do with Green (a dollar bill), Black is his former friend and side kick 50 Cents aka Curtis Jackson seen holding holding the championship belts of Mayweather before their nasty divorce and during a press conference before a fight. And to 50 Cents' right is the White trailer trash of Golden Boy Productions, Kelly Swanson and directly behind Floyd is Don King wannabe Al Hayman. Who in all likely hood could care less if Floyd ever learned to---advantage Hayman.
The split between Mayweather and 50 Cents should not be a surprise in boxing or any other professional enterprise where black folks congregate. With 50 Cents you have a brother from the streets who has been there and done that. He was shot 9 times during a drug beef and lived to tell about it. He turned 50 cents into a multi-million dollar enterprise using entertainment as as a vehicle (rapper), a clothing apparel line and flavored water to build an empire.
Mayweather came from humble beginnings he was born in Grand Rapids, Michigan and eventually moved to New Jersey to live with his mother who was a drug addict. He says his biggest influence was his grandmother who encouraged him to stick with boxing. He comes from a family of pro boxers that include, his father Floyd Sr. and uncles Jeff and Roger.
Mayweather claims his father was never there for him because he was selling drugs and in and out of jail, but his father disputes his account of their relationship. Floyd would eventually drop out of school and never go back.
He says, "When I was about eight or nine, I lived in New Jersey with my mother and we were seven deep in one bedroom and sometimes we didn't have electricity. When people see what I have now, they have no idea of where I came from and how I didn't have anything growing up. People don't know the hell I have been through."
Against all odds these two black brothers have become multi-millionaires because one could fight and the other became a gangster and drug dealer who parlayed those careers into The Good Life. The real reason for the split is their giant egos standing in their way. The people they chose to look out for their best interest could care less.
The leechs and freeloaders include, Kelly "I Spy" Swanson the Public Relations & Media Representative for Golden Boy Productions, the Plantation of the boxing world. How did Ms. Swanson become the media rep for Floyd? It all started in the camp of former Heavyweight Champion of the World, Riddick Bowe right here in Washington, DC.
According to the late DC Boxing Commissioner Dr. Arnold McKnight (my former college teammate and roommate) Rock Newman brought Ms. Swanson into the camp as a Go-Fer. She was a quick thinker. She would eventually use her head to show up in boxing rings around the world. It didn't matter who was promoting or headlining the show, Don King, Bob Arum, Sugar Ray Leonard, Bernard Hopkins, Oscar De La Hoya, etc. you would find her in the ring or on the podium during press conferences.
This was always a sticking point with me, because media press boxes are the most segregated in professional sports second to a church on Sunday morning. My question to Don King, Bernard Hopkins, Sugar Ray Leonard, Rock Newman, why would you assign white trash like Ms. Swanson to coordinate your press table? There are plenty of young black PR types in our community why couldn't these so-called black boxing promoters and world champion fighters hire their very own to head their PR departments? I would guess, we didn't have good heads on our shoulders!
I understand why white folks hire people who look like them, its not racist its call networking. We should try it!
Don King Productions and Don King were the biggest abusers when it came to the media press table. I met DK in Cleveland during an exhinition headlining The Greatest, Muhammad Ali. I was there when Ali against everyone's wishes begged him not to make DK boxing's first black promoter. The next morning after the exhibition I had breakfast with Washington Star Newspaper sports columnist Jim Beathea and Don King. Beathea was writing a feature on DK and how he saw his future in boxing as its first black promoter. When all was said and done, DK looked at me and said, "Harold baby stick close to me we are going places!"
When the dust had cleared he was the only one who had gone some place. Like to the bank and the boxing hall of fame. DK is now known as the greatest boxing promoter in the history of the sport. He shortchanged every fighter he represented including his Cash Cows, Ali and Mike Tyson. During his boxing charade DK would call on me to try and influence Sugar Ray Leonard and other local fighters to join his stable. He wanted Ray badly---Mission Impossible.
Ray had already made his commitment to sign on with Mike Trainor who stole the money from Ray that DK had hopes of stealing.
Enter DC Public Relations guru Charlie Brotman. In the 4 decades I have known Brotman he has never hired a black on his staff not even as a intern. His stable included, Sugar Ray Leonard, Don King, and Rock Newman among other black clients in the world of pro boxing. DK loved to play mind games with me. I remember we were in the lobby of Ceasar Palace im Las Vegas before a fight talking and out of the blue he says, "Harold did you know your homeboy Rock Newman is passing for white." My response 'that makes two of you' he hurried up and got out of my space.
I stayed on his case as it related to hiring some black people in his Press & Public Relations Department. Finally, he hired legendary New York Amsterdam Newspaper sports columnist Howie Evans, but Howie didn't last but a hot minute as I had predicted. Howie had a short fuse when it came to DK's BS and plantation mentality. He said "No Mas", after one year.
Middleweight boxing champion Bernard Hopkins and I had a running conversation everytime we saw earch other after he signed with DK to promote his fights. I could not understand his logic, especially with him knowing DK's history. But he kept telling me he had all of his eyes dotted and Tees crossed and his eyes on his money. He said, "I am waiting for the right moment to tell DK to kiss my blackass."
The moment came after he beat Felix Trinidad in a Don King Productions elimination tournament in Madison Square Garden in 2001. Bernard for the first time in his career was the underdog in the betting. He bet $100, 000 on himself with a casino in Las Vegas. In an interview with the media immediately after the fight he looked at me and said "All right Harold Bell are you ready? Don King you can kiss my blackass its over and done!"
This takes me back to Kelly Swanson. Bernard is now a so-called minority owner with Golden Boy Productions who employs Ms. Swanson. He leaves Don King for Golden Boy Productions and Kelly Swanson, that is what you would call going from the frying pan into the fire. Bernard and I have had a conversation about Ms. Swanson and her usual climb up the boxing ladder by using her head. He laughed and we kissed and said goodbye. The more things change the more they remain the same.
Floyd Mayweather's illiteracy is nothing new in pro sports and 50 Cents' "Player Hating" on his former friend is the norm in the entertainment business. The bottom-line, are there people in Mayweather's camp who care about his legacy after his career ends or is it "Just Show me the Money" is all they care about? There is little doubt in my mind that Kelly Swanson cares about anything other then keeping her head in the game.
In 1976 I had to rescue Sugar Ray Leonard from his self. It was shortly after his heroics at the Olympic Games. He was depressed because the DC media made his baby out of wedlock with Quanita read like the Charles Manson murders. He hid in his home and would not come out. His manager Janks Morton had to come to the Anacostia Tennis Courts in SE DC and ask me to talk him out.
I discovered that Ray was border-line illiterate when I took him under my wing. But instead of making fun of him and talking behind his back. I made Ray put his Gold Medal around his neck and I carried him out to speak to elementary school children who were not looking for his flaws or judging him with a critical eye.
My wife Hattie and I came up with another idea of how to help him improve his verbal and reading skills. I convinced Ray to start reading outloud to himself in the mirror as often as possible. When he and Quanita were married we gave him a book of poems (LEAVES OF GOLD) for a wedding gift. It was to be use in aiding him to take his reading and verbal skills to another level. I am convinced the advice and the book of poems made him look like an intelligent athlete during the early years of his career.
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The first 2 years of Ray's career he allowed the sleezy Mike Trainor to see his ring earnings before he did. There was no one in his camp including the HNIC Janks Morton saw anything wrong with this practice. I stepped in and demanded that Ray put his sister Bunny in Trainor's office for checks and balance. From then on I was seen as the Trouble Maker in the camp. Stop and think who benefits from Floyd not being able to read---Golden Boy Productions.
I have always said, "You don't have to be smart to make money and be rich in America." But you have to be smart to stay rich in America--see Floyd Mayweather, Sugar Ray Leonard and a host of pro athletes who were not very bright but took advantage of being in the right place at the right time.
I think that Floyd's response to 50 Cents' ignorant putdown was not smart (see response above). This act only reinforces 50 Cents' premise of how illiterate Mayweather really is. Its not like 50 Cents is broke!
ERIC HOLDER GUARANTEES FAIRNESS IN FERGUSON WHERE NOBODY PLAYS FAIR--GRAND JURY SELECTED 9 WHITES AND 3 BLACKS. THE TOWN IS 67% BLACK??
HERE COMES THE JUDGES AND THERE THEY GO!
DC Superior Court where the prequisite was fairness for all thanks to Judges Harry Alexander, Luke Moore, Chief Judge Gene Hamilton, Ted Newman and Henry Kennedy, Jr., Alex Williams 4th from the right somehow got lost in the shuffle.
I experienced the 1968 riots in Washington, DC up close and personal as a Roving Leader for the DC Recreation Department’s Youth Gang task force. the riots in Ferguson, Missouri brought back bad memories. I was in the middle of the chaos in the U Street NW corridor. My co-worker and former Green Bay Packer great Willie Wood and I teamed up with the late U. S. Marshall in Charge, Luke C. Moore. Luke was appointed by President Lyndon B. Johnson. He was the first black in modern day history to head the U. S. Marshall Service in America.
The three of us walked arm and arm through the tear gas streets of NW DC trying to maintain peace. Luke would go on to become a DC Superior judge and Willie Wood would be inducted in the NFL Hall of Fame in 1989.
When President Lyndon Johnson ordered all businesses to shut down during the riots it was Luke Moore who called the White House and asked the President to reconsider and allow Ben's Chili Bowl to remain open for first respondents. Request granted—when the dust, tear gas and military personnel had cleared the streets, Lee’s Flower Shop, Industrial Bank, and Ben’s Chili Bowl were the only black businesses still standing.
Luke Moore's contributions to Kids In Trouble and Inside Sports can never be measured in time or money. He helped me get the Bolling Boys Base for juvenile delinquents off the ground on Bolling Air Force Base in SE DC. He went directly to DC Mayor Walter Washington and Department of Human Resources Director, Joe Yeldell and said "Let’s do it!" The longevity of the Kids In Trouble Christmas Toy Party (1968-2013) can be directly attributed to him.
Luke encouraged other judges to get involved in the community including, Chief Judge Harold Greene with the opening of Bolling Boys Base. The athletes, politicians, radio & television personalities would all follow his lead when it came to community involvement. We had a great crew of judges from the DC Superior Court where the perquisite was fairness for all. They included "the one of a kind" Harry T. Alexander, Chief Judge Greene, Chief Judge Eugene Hamilton, Chief Judge Ted Newman, and Henry Kennedy Jr. The community and children were really First and they led by example. (continued @ Profile)
HANDS UP AMERICA
HOW SOON WE FORGET!
Senator Majority Leader Harry Reid (D-Nev.) said, "It is hard to think that the scenes unfolding in Ferguson are taking place in a American city in the year of 2014." My question, "Harry where have you been?"
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AMERICAN CITIES HAVE BECOME THE WILD--WILD WEST!
Chicago, New York, Baltimore, Detroit, DC, and Ferguson have all become "Murder Incorporated!" The sad part of this charade, the right hand does not have a clue to what the left hand is doing. The experts, talking heads and writing hands in media are just as clueless. The country is based on a court system of Justice & Just-Us and are held captive by a code of silence that is practiced in police departments around the country.
It is easy to understand why politicians like Harry Reid are also clueless. He and his Republican counterparts have never been black and have never spend anytime in the war zones of our inner-cities.
I clearly understand why he is in the dark and does not believe that the scenes unfolding in Ferguson are taking place in a American city in the year of 2014! Media giants like 60 Minutes' top story was to focus on poor whites in the West Virginia foothills without health care. The focus was on two courageous white women with Master Degrees in nursing trying to bring health care to these forgotten souls who could not afford Obama Care or were left out of the loop.
It has been said “Don’t ever look back because someone might be gaining on you.” In the case of Black people in America there was never a need for White folks to look back.” We have yet to gain on them!
For example; in 1969 the income for White households doubled that of Black households. In 2011 when people measured the progress of blacks in America, the first thing they pointed to was a Black President in the White House.
The real measure of success in America has always been financial success. In 2011 the average White household still doubles that of a Black house hold (1969 and 2009 Census).
In February 2011 I coordinated and hosted a series of Black History Moments in Sports at the historical and World famous Ben’s Chili Bowl in Washington, DC. Much of the series was spend honoring unsung heroes in the Black Community.
In February 1926 the legendary and great writer/poet Carter G. Woodson gave us Black History Week and in 1976 Black History Week evolved into Black History Month. This disproves the myth of White folks giving us the shortest month of the year. The month of February and the annual tribute was a Black man’s idea!
The most popular tribute at Ben’s Chili Bowl was the one paid to Gary Mays who as a young child had his left arm blown off by an accidental blast from a shotgun, he was 5 years old.
Gary moved to Washington, DC from West Virginia at the age of twelve. His story of growing up on the tough streets and playgrounds of Washington, DC should be on a movie screen.
He had a double whammy growing up he was a black male child and had one arm. Gary grew up in NW DC in a neighborhood where it would have been a challenge for a two armed kid.
The bullies that he encountered would make today’s bullies look like choir boys. Thanks to a knockout punch in his powerful right arm and hand allowed him to take names and kicked ass.
The powerful punch was developed early thanks to his uncle Charles Aubrey who was a semi-pro baseball catcher in West Virginia. During backyard catch games Gary was on the receiving end of his uncle’s many fast balls thrown high and sometimes low and in the dirt. This daily drill helped to prepare him as young kid to be a one of a kind athlete.
When Gary left for D.C. to live with his mother, one of his Uncle Charles’ teammates gave him a parting gift, it was a baseball glove. The rest is baseball history and what legends are made of today.
Once he had arrived in DC he started playing organized baseball at the age of thirteen with young men years older on a team called the Georgetown Panthers.
Gary picked Armstrong Technical High school to take his athletic skills to the next level. He was already a playground legend and still his baseball coach Major Robinson was a skeptic. He didn’t think Gary could make his team. But it didn’t take him long to make a believer out of Coach Robinson.
He was not only a feared catch but was a power hitter his bat was just as feared as his throwing arm.
I first heard of Gary through my older brother the late Robert Alfred Bell better known as Bobby. My brother played second-base on the Armstrong team.
We grew up with my grandmother and Bobby would come home and tell stories about the feats of his one armed teammate. I thought he was making these stories up until I saw “The One Arm Bandit” with my own eyes.
I was a student at Brown Middle school in the early 50s when Gary and Elgin Baylor were the talk of the town.
Brown Middle School is located at 24th and Benning Road in NE DC. It sits on a hill like no other school system in America. There are three other schools located within a stone’s throw of each other. First there is Spingarn High School the home of NBA Hall of Famers Elgin Baylor and Dave Bing, next is Charles Young Elementary, and directly behind it sits Phelps Vocational High School and at the end of the street there is Brown Middle School.
The basketball court that sits directly across from Brown is the site of some memorable playground basketball games that included the likes of Gary, Elgin, Bing, John Thompson, Willie Wood, Willie Jones, etc. Elgin and Dave are in the NBA Hall of Fame and Willie Wood is in the NFL Hall of Fame. The late Len Ford of Armstrong is the other student/athlete in the NFL Hall of Fame.
The DC Public School system is the only public school system in America that can lay claim of having four student/athletes in the NFL and NBA Hall of Fames.
Directly across the street from Spingarn is historical Langston Golf Course where I got to see Heavyweight Boxing Champion Joe Louis and legendary golfer Charlie Sifford up close and personal.
This unique school setting allowed me to watch my brother and Gary play at least twice a year.
This historical hill and school system are an endangered species. In the near future this hill will be the home of the rich and famous with million dollar homes and condoms replacing the schools.
The golf course will become a country club for the residents who will definitely not look like us. They will dock their boats on the Anacostia River and travel by streetcar on Benning Road to work and back home.
There is no way in hell the city is building street car tracks for Black and poor high school students to share with rich White folks! “The Educational Hill” will disappear right before our very eyes and become the Residential Hill.
Gary said, “This has been in the plans for decades.”
When he became a high school senior he was built like a linebacker at 5-foot-11, 185-pound with an arm and wrist so powerful he threw would be base stealers out with ease.
The Washington Star, Daily News and the Times Herald
ignored his great feats on the field of play. Despite the non-recognition he was still named as one of three finalists for the Paris Trophy, given to the city’s top prep baseball player. This was a statement in itself since the only thing preppy about Gary was he sometimes wore a sweater to school.
Gary won the sportsmanship award, but he didn’t win the city’s MVP award. He was not chosen for the MVP or selected to play at the whites-only, season-ending All-High, All-Prep Game at Griffith Stadium. Since he played in Division II athletics in the DC Public High Schools he was not eligible.
He was definitely worthy, according to the Washington Daily News, Gary batted .375, yielded zero stolen bases and didn’t make a single error. The paper noted that the recognition was earned and not based on “sympathy” it was his pure talent that got their attention.
In June 1954, The Washington Senators’ held their annual tryout camp, home to hundreds of hopeful young men and more than a dozen major league scouts. During those three days Gary was the best player in Griffith Stadium.
This is the same ballpark where he once wasn’t allowed to compete in a prep all-star game. In a camp-closing scrimmage, Gary threw out a base runner and hit the only home run, a 350-foot drive over the center-field fence. He was unanimously voted camp MVP.
He dominated a group of players that included future Washington Senator outfielder Chuck Hinton. Chuck went on to have a 11-year major league career. Gary did not receive a contract offer.
A Major League scout explained to the Daily News that Gary could never be an effective catcher because “he’s at a disadvantage on a ball thrown in the dirt.” This statement was just a smoke screen and use to cover up his racist and bias attitude for not offering Gary a contract.
Gary dismissed the racial overtones as, “That is the way it was and no one ever said Life was fair.”
It was Gary’s basketball coach Charlie Baltimore that gave him the tag “The One Arm Bandit.”
One day in practice Coach Baltimore got pissed off after Gary had stolen the ball for about the sixth time he screamed at no one in particular, “How in the hell do you guys keep letting that “One Arm Bandit steal the ball?” The name has been with him ever since.
In 1954 months before desegregation was outlawed in all public schools in America by the Supreme Court, Armstrong and Spingarn High School played each other for the Division II basketball title.
Gary and his teammates would face the greatest basketball player to ever touch a ball in the annals of DC basketball—Elgin “Rabbit” Baylor.
In one of the biggest games in Division II basketball history and against all odds Armstrong would meet undefeated Spingarn and “Basketball God”, Elgin Baylor for the title. The two teams had met twice during the regular season and Baylor had averaged close to 50 points in the two victories.
Armstrong Coach Charlie Baltimore knew he had no chance of beating Spingarn if he didn’t find a way to stop Elgin Baylor. Just before tip-off he called his Captain Gary Mays and teammates together.
He instructed everyone on the floor to play a zone defense with the exception of Gary. He was told to play Elgin Man to Man. Coach Baltimore said “I want you to stay with Elgin regardless of where he decides to go including the bathroom and once he gets there, you sit on the toilet paper!”
The final score Armstrong 50 Spingarn 47. Gary held Elgin to 18 points half of his regular season average on his home court, talking about against all odds!
The defense Coach Baltimore devised was called a Box In One the same exact defense my high school Coach the late Dr. William Roundtree had asked me to play my senior year at Spingarn. Until I heard Gary’s story on why he was able to hold Elgin to 18 points I was walking around thinking I was the first high school basketball player to play in a Box In One!
There were three other things that Gary and I had in common we were both raised by our grandmothers (early years) we worn the number 23 as high school athletes and we were both were piss poor students.
I was in the same boat with Pittsburg Steeler’s QB Terry Bradshaw you could spot me the C-A in cat and I still could not spell it.
The similarities end there he was easily the greatest all-around athlete in the city. He could swim like a fish, played pool and held his own with the sharks and hustlers.
Gary was due to graduate in June 1954 but he had to return to Armstrong to get credits for English and a piano class. He passed both courses and graduated in January 1955.
He wanted to take his athletic skills to the next level by attending college and had been asked by the legendary basketball coach Johnny McLendon to play for him at Tennessee State University in Nashville. The late Coach McLendon was a class act and he was one of the finest coaches to ever coach the game of basketball. He was an innovator and created “The 4 Corners.”
As bad luck would have it Elgin Baylor and Dunbar High School student/athlete Warren Williams came home on a college Christmas break and asked Gary to join them at the College of Idaho.
They made him an offer he could not refuse and Gary joined them for the 54 hour ride by train where Black faces were in short supply. They joined R. C. Owens who would later go on to be an All-Pro wide receiver for the NFL San Francisco 49ers.
During his tenure in the NFL he and NFL Hall of Fame QB John Brodie created “The Alley Oop” pass play. The pattern consisted of Owens running straight down the field and Brodie throwing the ball as far and high as he could get it. Owens would use his basketball skills to out jump the defender for the ball.
In the meantime at the college of Idaho, Elgin, Warren, Gary and R. C. were pioneers during the 50s. There was an unwritten rule that no school could play more than three blacks at time, but the College of Idaho was different.
He reminded me of the great NBA legendary coach, Red Auerbach, as the basketball coach, Sam Vokes walked to his own drum beat.
He wore two hats, he coached basketball and football. He needed players and he would not allow their color to be used to disqualify them.
The school was located in Caldwell, Idaho a small town located near the Oregon border.
The town of Caldwell took some getting use to when Gary decided to go to town he would stop the traffic and the people. They would stare at him. The looks he received were looks of surprise and not hate. They had never seen blacks before.
The locals were very friendly. Winning can do wonders and the town’s folks fell in love with the black players. The school’s basketball team was suddenly hot and could not be stopped.
Elgin averaged 31.3 points and 18.9 rebounds a game. R.C. Owens grabbed 37 rebounds in a single game. The team went undefeated in the Northwest Conference. Where once you could not give tickets away the school was now turning away fans.
Gary hardly ever got any playing time but he could have cared less! He was having so much fun. He and Elgin would put on “Globetrotter-like” dribbling exhibitions during halftime.
The town had really embraced the players and Gary says “I had the best seat in the house, on the bench.”
Gary played baseball for the Coyotes (the team’s nick name) and worked at a Caldwell sporting goods store. He befriended the white owner, Pat O’Connor, a well-known war hero. The two would go hunting and Gary would borrow a shotgun from a local dentist he had befriended.
O’Connor took Gary on sales trips along the Oregon border and he would speak to the school children.
He would entertain the children by tying and untying his shoes. The kids loved it but all good things must come to an end.
In a March 7, 1955, an article was published in Sports Illustrated that said, “The College of Idaho was winning games by admitting academically unqualified athletes.” A blind man could see where the fingers were being pointed.
The fingers were being pointed at Elgin, Warren, R. C. and Gary. They were identified as the “Usual Suspects.”
It was reported that Elgin earned all Bs during his first semester. I would guess if you checked Elgin’s high school transcript you would ask yourself how in the hell could this guy get all Bs?
Coach Vokes stood his ground for the Black athletes against the school administrators. He was fired following the basketball season.
Elgin left for the University of Seattle, which he later led them to the Final Four. Warren Williams transferred to Virginia Union University in nearby Richmond, Virginia and Gary went back to Idaho in the fall, but he didn’t like the new basketball coach. He quit school and returned to DC.
Once home he received a couple of letters from the owner of the Harlem Globetrotters, Abe Saperstein. He offered Gary a tryout but he decided he did not want to be a part of the Globetrotter’s side show.
He started his own construction company, drove a cab, ran a numbers book in what is now known as the DC, Maryland and Virginia lotteries and had one of largest black own liquor stores in DC.
Gary was always a self starter. It would be 50 years later before he returned to Caldwell, Idaho. The occasion, the Coyotes were inducting the 1954-55 basketball team into its basketball Hall of Fame.
R. C. Owens and Gary were the only Black players to return for the induction ceremony. The town folks remembered him and the weekend he spent there for the induction was a love fest.
Today Gary Mays is 75 years old and has a “Family Tree” that consists of Donna his wife of 20 years, a daughter who has her college degree in Communications and a 16 year old son who is a computer whiz.
He loves talking about his 9 year old cousin, Cameron an upcoming track and field superstar or his cousin, A’dia Mathies, who was Miss Kentucky Basketball in 2010.
The 2011 Black History Month tribute, recognition by ESPN Magazine and the City Paper was great and long overdue. The one thing that he enjoyed most was the discovery that he is the original “One Arm Bandit.”
The two men laying claim to that title are John S. Payne a rodeo rancher and Larry Alford II a golfer. There are pictures of them using prosthesis to aid them in their pursuit of excellence. Gary is the only one that uses the one arm to play in the Game Called Life. This Black History fact makes him “The Original One Arm Bandit.”