I took my eventual linemate Roly Rollerson out for a casino night once while I was still in Halifax. We hit the craps table and just as a joke, I suggested he give the dice a quick puff before I tossed them for the coming-out roll. Seven, line paid. This cycle went on for eight more times. When I finally had to pass my turn to him, I returned the favor every time. He threw craps seven times in a row before he finally set a point and threw a seven right after. Everyone at the table wanted him to blow on their dice when someone else got their turn.

The lesson we learned is to let Rollerson's luck flow out because his gets messed up when anyone else tries to pass on theirs to him.