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HOW A GOOD PLAYER LOST HIS JOB. "Barney Schrciber and George Rose were exchanging reminisences over at the Van Nuys a few mornings ago," says the Los Angeles Xews. "while waiting for the usual long string of callers and Rose related many hairbreadth escapes from financial annihilation on the block by reason of reckless odds laying by his block men in the past. Barney won the race, however, by relating how be came to Tire a well known block man a few years ago. This block man was one of those dare-devil layers who always was right and never knew what it was to Ikj afraid of his money. One day at Brighton Beach Barney remained at his hotel instead of going to the track. When the last race was in. the ticker recorded seven winning favorites and Barney nearly fainted at the prospect of a big days loss. While sweating figurative blood, the block man came in the room with his usual smile and tossed a sack of gold at Barney, with the remark that be had won 2,000 on the day. What? Win 2,000 on the day when seven favorites win? Mein Gott. man, how did you do it? The block man explained that he hunched the odds on the favorites and held out his choice in each race, being lucky enough to make all of them go over. That will do for you, said Barney. You take no more chances with my roll. The first time a good thing goes over, Barney will have to mortgage the farm. Its all right today, but you will have to hunt for another job. What would you have done had the usual average of favorites lost? That block man lost his job by winning 2,000 for Barney when the Missouri baron ligured he had every license to go broke on the day."
