Recently, I have begun taking my love for the art of competition to the next level, and I suppose (in a way) started eating where I shit so to speak in the process. I am obsessed with sports. All of them, in their on special way. Even fake ones, (WWE) so majority of the downtime that I have or create by not doing more pressing things is watch sports, read about them and or boast/debate them. I also consider myself an expert which any right in his mind 25 year old man should, and believe, hope, or wish that I can predict the outcome of most games. THIS IS WHERE THE STORY BEGINS TO UNRAVEL.
This used to be almost a non-issue. As sports gambling in Cali is as "illegal" as housing a poker game with family members. I would bet on games when on vacation in Vega$ or with friends when our favorite teams would go heads up. That is until I realized I could bet online. This has been a blessing and disaster as I have found a way to increase the amount of fufilment I can get from watching a sporting event, and also drained my bank account of monies. As I write this I'm in the midst of a 7-team parlay with a bet of 20$ winning me 928$. Interested? Bet me.