Fuck you money/Going the distance
(I'm writing this as the fight starts, but my picks are already on twitter, in case you think I'm full of shit and past post, or whatever they call it in The Sting)
I was outside grilling some ribs, steak, vegetable kabobs & portabello muchrooms last night, while drinking Single Barrel Knob Creek, Stone IPA, and smoking an ACID Blondie cigar...
(which is to say,
a.) I'm getting all paleo & shit
b.) I consider "veggie" to be a regressive, infantile word, a futile attempt to turn vegetables into comfort food
c.) I'm a two-fistin' baller. I'm not a big fan of our culture of consumption, but if you're going to consume, do it right. Remember this if I'm driving a BMW in a couple of years)
d.) ACID Cigars are flavor infused, so they are like the Bartles & Jaymes of cigars, so you can deduct me some man points)
...when one of my personal heroes tweeted me back.
Last Tuesday I tweeted Alan Boston, who along with Bob Scucci, is one of the men who Chad Millman's about his entire adult life, successfully enough that he used to buy a new 'Vette every year.The Odds is based on. If you don't know who Alan is, he has been making a living betting on sports for a living for basically his entire adult life, and does well enough that he buys a new Corvette every year, or had until 2002 or so, when the book came out.
Corvettes aren't exactly my style, but they are a nice way to let people know you've got "fuck you" money. A new Corvette every year says it better than Frank Underwood's cuff-links...especially if you never trade any of them in.
I don't remember if Chad said he traded them in, but you can see why he opened the book with Boston doing donuts outside Aria, while flipping off Vegas' Finest.
Just kidding...Aria/City Center wasn't built yet when the book came out.
Anyway, last Tuesday I noticed Boston tweeting a bunch of bets he'd made on Wimbledon, and asked him if he was betting tennis because it was Summer and there is fuck all going on, and asked him if he ever bet Boxing or MMA.
So Friday night Boston answers me...he really enjoys tennis, but generally doesn't bet fights unless somebody recommends a side to him.
Well, I meant to ask him if he was serious about tennis, (as in, can I take his picks to the bank, like in college hoops?) but instead over the next day I hit Boston with a staccato burst of tweets.
First I told him fighting was the only thing I consistently win on, and recommended he stay away from Alvarez-Lara...
Then I said I liked the fight to go the distance at (-170), or maybe over 9.5 rounds, at (-330)...
(The 10th just ended, so if you had OVER 9.5, you won already.)
By the time the smoke cleared, I'd broken down why I thought the fight would go the distance, watched Canelo fight Angulo, watched Lara fight Angulo, took a dump, watched Canelo fight Trout, watched Lara fight Trout, bet the fight to go the distance at (-170), again at (-175), decided I was more impressed with Lara, bet Lara to win by decision (+305), tweeted Alan that I thought the judges would probably give a close decision to Alvarez, tweeted that boxing judges are worse than the NCAA Tournament Selection Committee...ate dinner, bet the distance at (-185)...payed for PPV, bet Lara by decision at (+329)...
It's enough to make me think I might have a gambling problem.
Anyway, right before the fight, the man himself (Boston, not tweets me back. We went back & forth, had a nice conversation, and he answered a lot of my questions. I'm truly honored. I'm assuming he didn't take any of my advice on the fight, because who the fuck am I, anyway?
(Hold on, they're going to the judges scorecards...)
SPLIT DECISION....
Alvarez won. Lara can't believe it.
I guess I called it, right down to the questionable judging. The questions from the media sound like an interrogation of Canelo...they seem way more sympathetic to Lara. In Canelo's defense, I think they took that angle more because controversey sells than because they actually believe Lara won.
Who the fuck am I? Well, I called the fight, or pretty damn close. Ever since I started betting fights, I've been betting heavy favorites on the money line...a lot of bets on Goliath, Darth Vader, and the Germans. I've won some, and I've lost some, but I've done a good job of weighing my bets, so that my BIG wins make up for my smaller losses...except for my Germany over Libya/Rousey to win in UNDER 2.5 rounds parlay. Those bets added up to a lot, and it hurt, though I made most of it back by betting more on the Rousey UNDER...
Where was I? I truly suspected my tweets were hovering around his head like a cloud of mosquitoes, so it was really nice when he answered most of them. These mosquitoes got the red carpet treatment, class all the way.
If you've followed any of my picks, you could be up, or you could be down, depending on how you weighed your bets, and how you managed your bankroll.
If you don't have a significant bankroll, you will probably never follow the bets that have built up my roll, because they are favorites and heavy favorites, and are too expensive to be worthwhile unless you have some $$ behind you.
If you do have a pile of $$ (I'm looking at you, Alan) my picks could be valuable...more so to you than to me, because I don't have that much.
If you see me tweeting a pick out to @bostonred88, I am probably going to bet that pick pretty heavily. After all, he wins without me, so why should he waste his time by going along on my degenerate binges?
In my search for more Goliaths to bet on, I may start betting some tennis. Normally I don't pay much attention to it, except when Federer plays Nadal*, and when there are hot chicks on, but lets face it...there are hot chicks delivering financial news on CNBC too.
Don't get me wrong--I don't know shit about tennis. On the other hand, 8 or 9 months ago I didn't know shit about fights either. Maybe I still don't. (Boston tweeted out Sousa over Cuevas, so I bet it, small. I have no opinion here. Who are Sousa and Cuevas?)
If I can grind my way to my own pile of fuck you money, I won't care if you're paying attention or not.
*The last time I told somebody this, they let me know that Djokovic has eclipsed Federer, who is now washed up. Yeah, well, I was aware of that...marginally at least. But I payed more attention when it was Federer. Me not paying attention was my point to begin with.
I was outside grilling some ribs, steak, vegetable kabobs & portabello muchrooms last night, while drinking Single Barrel Knob Creek, Stone IPA, and smoking an ACID Blondie cigar...
(which is to say,
a.) I'm getting all paleo & shit
b.) I consider "veggie" to be a regressive, infantile word, a futile attempt to turn vegetables into comfort food
c.) I'm a two-fistin' baller. I'm not a big fan of our culture of consumption, but if you're going to consume, do it right. Remember this if I'm driving a BMW in a couple of years)
d.) ACID Cigars are flavor infused, so they are like the Bartles & Jaymes of cigars, so you can deduct me some man points)
...when one of my personal heroes tweeted me back.
Last Tuesday I tweeted Alan Boston, who along with Bob Scucci, is one of the men who Chad Millman's about his entire adult life, successfully enough that he used to buy a new 'Vette every year.The Odds is based on. If you don't know who Alan is, he has been making a living betting on sports for a living for basically his entire adult life, and does well enough that he buys a new Corvette every year, or had until 2002 or so, when the book came out.
Corvettes aren't exactly my style, but they are a nice way to let people know you've got "fuck you" money. A new Corvette every year says it better than Frank Underwood's cuff-links...especially if you never trade any of them in.
I don't remember if Chad said he traded them in, but you can see why he opened the book with Boston doing donuts outside Aria, while flipping off Vegas' Finest.
Just kidding...Aria/City Center wasn't built yet when the book came out.
Anyway, last Tuesday I noticed Boston tweeting a bunch of bets he'd made on Wimbledon, and asked him if he was betting tennis because it was Summer and there is fuck all going on, and asked him if he ever bet Boxing or MMA.
So Friday night Boston answers me...he really enjoys tennis, but generally doesn't bet fights unless somebody recommends a side to him.
Well, I meant to ask him if he was serious about tennis, (as in, can I take his picks to the bank, like in college hoops?) but instead over the next day I hit Boston with a staccato burst of tweets.
First I told him fighting was the only thing I consistently win on, and recommended he stay away from Alvarez-Lara...
Then I said I liked the fight to go the distance at (-170), or maybe over 9.5 rounds, at (-330)...
(The 10th just ended, so if you had OVER 9.5, you won already.)
By the time the smoke cleared, I'd broken down why I thought the fight would go the distance, watched Canelo fight Angulo, watched Lara fight Angulo, took a dump, watched Canelo fight Trout, watched Lara fight Trout, bet the fight to go the distance at (-170), again at (-175), decided I was more impressed with Lara, bet Lara to win by decision (+305), tweeted Alan that I thought the judges would probably give a close decision to Alvarez, tweeted that boxing judges are worse than the NCAA Tournament Selection Committee...ate dinner, bet the distance at (-185)...payed for PPV, bet Lara by decision at (+329)...
It's enough to make me think I might have a gambling problem.
Anyway, right before the fight, the man himself (Boston, not tweets me back. We went back & forth, had a nice conversation, and he answered a lot of my questions. I'm truly honored. I'm assuming he didn't take any of my advice on the fight, because who the fuck am I, anyway?
(Hold on, they're going to the judges scorecards...)
SPLIT DECISION....
Alvarez won. Lara can't believe it.
I guess I called it, right down to the questionable judging. The questions from the media sound like an interrogation of Canelo...they seem way more sympathetic to Lara. In Canelo's defense, I think they took that angle more because controversey sells than because they actually believe Lara won.
Who the fuck am I? Well, I called the fight, or pretty damn close. Ever since I started betting fights, I've been betting heavy favorites on the money line...a lot of bets on Goliath, Darth Vader, and the Germans. I've won some, and I've lost some, but I've done a good job of weighing my bets, so that my BIG wins make up for my smaller losses...except for my Germany over Libya/Rousey to win in UNDER 2.5 rounds parlay. Those bets added up to a lot, and it hurt, though I made most of it back by betting more on the Rousey UNDER...
Where was I? I truly suspected my tweets were hovering around his head like a cloud of mosquitoes, so it was really nice when he answered most of them. These mosquitoes got the red carpet treatment, class all the way.
If you've followed any of my picks, you could be up, or you could be down, depending on how you weighed your bets, and how you managed your bankroll.
If you don't have a significant bankroll, you will probably never follow the bets that have built up my roll, because they are favorites and heavy favorites, and are too expensive to be worthwhile unless you have some $$ behind you.
If you do have a pile of $$ (I'm looking at you, Alan) my picks could be valuable...more so to you than to me, because I don't have that much.
If you see me tweeting a pick out to @bostonred88, I am probably going to bet that pick pretty heavily. After all, he wins without me, so why should he waste his time by going along on my degenerate binges?
In my search for more Goliaths to bet on, I may start betting some tennis. Normally I don't pay much attention to it, except when Federer plays Nadal*, and when there are hot chicks on, but lets face it...there are hot chicks delivering financial news on CNBC too.
Don't get me wrong--I don't know shit about tennis. On the other hand, 8 or 9 months ago I didn't know shit about fights either. Maybe I still don't. (Boston tweeted out Sousa over Cuevas, so I bet it, small. I have no opinion here. Who are Sousa and Cuevas?)
If I can grind my way to my own pile of fuck you money, I won't care if you're paying attention or not.
*The last time I told somebody this, they let me know that Djokovic has eclipsed Federer, who is now washed up. Yeah, well, I was aware of that...marginally at least. But I payed more attention when it was Federer. Me not paying attention was my point to begin with.
posted by roQQ | 8:44 PM
1 Comments:
Stop being so self deprecating. It is unnecessary. It does not lead to winning selections. Good job on the fight. Please continue to recommend. I think of the tweets as a group thing. It is not my tweeter account, it is our place to share knowledge.
Be good
Boston
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