From Miami to Hoboken, the grapevine was buzzing. Early on the day of the game, chunks of what the trade calls "wise money" had gone down on Manhattan College's basketball team to wallop George Washington University by seven points. By noon, enough small-fry gamblers had heard about "the fix" to cause a minor betting stampede. By evening the game was "off the boards" in big Jersey bookie shops; no more bets accepted. The bookies' explanation, brief and to the point: "The game stinks."
That night, wedged in among 17,521 fans at Madison Square Garden, the wise-money boys waited confidently for George Washington...
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