Disclaimer: I’m drunk as hell as I type this. Apologies in advance for shitty writing and/or spelling/grammatical errors.
It’s actually only 9:56pm (Vegas time) as I begin to type this, but it was an awesome trip to Vegas for me and the wife. It’s over – We have a 6:45am flight tomorrow morning. We considered staying up all night, and probably would have if we were 24, but we’re 34, so it’s not happening. So here I am, drunkenly banging away at the keyboard before I pack up my shit and go to bed.
Normally, I’d try to make any personal story flow from one anecdote to the next, but that’s not really possible in my current state, as I’m roughly 9 Jack-and-Monsters deep about now. (My drink of choice is Jack and Red Bull, but at the Hard Rock they have Monster instead of Red Bull. If I had a dime for every time I asked for a Jack and Red Bull and got a weird look from the bartender… uh… OK… I don’t really have a clever joke to finish that sentence, but they’re just not used to it). So let’s just do one anecdote and call it a night (the rest to follow tomorrow, I think, maybe):
– I’m no expert on the NBA, And have only seen bits and pieces of the NBA playoffs. I watched all 5 Sixers-Heat playoff games, and was thoroughly unimpressed with the Heat. Every game was tight, and in stretches the freaking Sixers dominated. Obviously, the Heat won 4-1 and played better in subsequent series, but that was my hint that this Heat team was NOT championship caliber. I couldn’t wait to bet the Mavs tonight – Couldn’t effing wait. Went to the Hilton to place my NFL bets (I’ll share later), and while there, I found that the money line was +240 for the Mavs. Seriously? Two-effing-forty? WOW! So I bet $100, and if the Mavs win, I win $240? Who the hell was placing bets so large on the Heat to have such a ridiculous money line? Should I reconsider? Why is the line so askew?
Since we weren’t going to watch the game at the Hilton, I waited until we reached our final destination of the night (The Hard Rock) to place my bet. To my dismay, I found that the money line there was “only” +200. Ugh. No matter – still loved that line. I bet it.
If you’ve never watched a game that you’ve bet on in a sports book in Vegas, I highly, HIGHLY recommend it. Well, I’d only recommend it if you win. I’d guess that approximately 60% of the crowd at the Hard Rock was Pro-Heat. WHY?!?!? Seriously, how in the hell (unless you’re actually a Miami fan) could you root for this group of clowns (apologies to D Wade)? The highlight of the night was a steal by DeShawn Stevenson in the Heat backcourt and subsequent 3-pointer. I think that was sometime in the 3rd period, but I really don’t remember. All I know is that all the Mavs betters went nuts, myself included.
Anyway, there’s really nothing better than after the fact, after you’ve predicted an underdog correctly, and you get to bask in that glory by chatting with other people from around the country that bet the same way as you. People from Denver, Hoboken, Arizona, Texas, Minnesota, etc. – “Really? The money line was +200? Idoits.” That’s great stuff. And you know what’s better? When your wife says “We should bet on sports more often.”