Jack Hitt

But after three years, that team fell apart.

Ben said they just had different values.

And so Ben and another player, his good friend Colin, decided that if they were going to create a great team, then they had to find new members they could trust completely.

And that's when it hit them.

The perfect source of blackjack players.

It was right in front of them, at least on Sundays.

Church.

Now that Ben and Colin had their players, they needed more money, a lot more money, if they hoped to win big.

So they went to the same source.

Using PowerPoint presentations, they showed their fellow Christians how much they'd been winning, not using luck or prayer, just math.

And at the end of this presentation, here's what they pulled off.

They convinced churchgoers to cash out their savings and retirement funds and hand them over to a pack of young people to carry straight into the devil's playground and risk at blackjack tables.

Now I know what you're thinking.

Wait, where's the Christ in cheating at blackjack?

And isn't gambling a sin or just wrong?

Turns out all the players ask those questions too.

In fact, Ben said part of training a new team member always seemed to involve a moment when the player would be stricken by a crisis of faith.

Ben said he got quite good at these rap sessions, and here was his argument.

Yes, gambling's wrong.

No question about that.