I am in trouble with football this year.
I can feel it. I tingle.
Good Morning Football finally started covering football this week. I see footage of fucking training camps - and I tingle.
I need it this year. Hasn't been a fun year for me but I'm coming out of it. The insanity of football is exactly what I need to shatter the shackles of depression and despair that restrain me.
In addition, I am planning on betting the house on football this year. Going all in.
I haven't bet much in recent years, but right now I am in the mood.
Two scenarios:
1) My life gets better, and that good luck carries over to football betting - I win a couple of bucks and Carol and I get to enjoy some disposable income (I had to look that up - I lost touch with that phrase).
2) My life continues to go down the shitter, the bad luck carries over, and I put us in financial jeopardy. If I'm gonna shit the bed, why not speed up the process?
50/50 odds.
I'll take that bet.
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