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Of course, "right" differs among dice diehards. And, for each shooter, may vary from day to day, table to table, roll to roll.
The casinos establish certain constraints.
Within these limits lies lots of latitude.
You may gruffly grab the dice the way they're slid to you, or you may suavely "set" them. Say you opt for setting. You may put lucky combinations on the tops, bottoms, sides, ends, or any subsets thereof. The combinations may be numbers you're trying to roll, or - on occasions such as games where nobody is scoring - one of the sevens you don't want to see after the dust settles.
You may pick up the dice in your fist or with your fingers. Before throwing, fist casters may shake them and finger flingers may tap - but not rub - them on the table.
The actual throw is your coup de maître. You may lob the dice or apply some English. Toss from the waist, shoulder, elbow, wrist, or knuckles. Tumble the dice end over end, spin them sideways, or keep them from rotating. Bounce them from the table to the wall and back, or go directly for the wall. Aim squarely at the end, or skim them around the corner. The permutations are plethoric.
Me? I set the dice, execute a fingertip pick-up with a dual table-tap, and wrist-waft them toward the end. I try for a classic table-wall-table cushion shot without hitting any chips.
Suffice it to say, I begin with one of my favorite settings. If a seven shows on the come-out, I try another. Likewise, if one roll is short, I go to plan B - maybe even C, D, or E - on my next turn. If and when a set-up succeeds, I hope circumstances stay steady enough so the arrangement applies on my following at-bat.
Maybe it's chemistry. Or karma. Or the stars. Or the craps gods. Or dumb luck. But one player's joss is another's jinx. So, I'll gladly discuss options but won't tell anyone how to shoot. And, here's the kind of thing I really hate. I'd had a fairly good roll. Made money. The bettor next to me would've done well, too, had he not kept pressing with his winnings and left it all on the table. When it ended, he chided, "Who taught you craps? Everyone knows setting one-three on top of the dice is a loser." Sumner A Ingmark, the shooters' Shakespeare, may have summarized it best: