I was a regular Saturday night crowd at Molly’s pub.Molly’s is a very popular bar in the heart of Boston. Nothing screams great time like a true Irish Guiness or an American Budweiser.It was 9 o’clock on this particular Saturday, and you had the usual three types of people in attendence. The Drunks that are already downing their seventh beer at the bar, the prissy’s the men that order martina or fruity drinks sitting at the tables, and the sports fans!

It was a Saturday night which means rugby night!Molly’s biggest crowd of the week huddles around the tv watching, cheering, and most importantly betting.Molly’s is a haven for gamblers galore!If you know Boston and you want to gamble you come to Molly’s.
Now it was 9 o’clock and the game was about midway.The English national team v. the Irish national team.Take a guess who everyone was cheering for, and for that matter betting on.

After the final bet was placed, BANG! “Everyone freeze and get on the ground!”
Oh yeah did I tell you Molly’s is a Mafia center.