As much fun as betting on sports is, I hate it. I look forward to every Sunday to just sit on my ass and gamble on teams I know almost nothing about. It is so much fun, but I hate it all at the same time. Tonight, things took a turn for the worst, and fate took out its dick and slapped me in the face.
While I am 7-0 this weekend on betting the over, I lost every other money line I had on the ticket. Don’t get me wrong, I’ll be rock hard this whole week because of the overs club. I mean, 7-0 is a hell of a run and I am still over the moon about it. However, I didn’t even win any money really because of all my other bets. It’s like this 7-0 run is all for nothing.
First off, the Chiefs are officially a lie and they aren’t making the playoffs. Andy Reid actually got checked into the hospital after their loss which tells me it is possible to die of a broken heart. Also, the 49ers and Packers ended up being the most exciting game of the weekend. What a Sunday night but thats the last fucking time Im ever laying points in the hands of Jimmy G. My Raiders won in dramatic fashion again but of course they didn’t cover. Next week, Im only betting the over for every game and just gonna see what happens. Fuck it.
But hey, 7-0 on overs is the dream. At least I did the math and won $6 on the weekend.