"Every pretty girl deserves to go to a ball..." -Jim Carrey-
Good afternoon everyone. I could give you a list of reasons about why I'm posting so late today, but I won't... :) If you want to read about a trainwreck, you've come to the right place... Now it's Sunday, December 23rd, the day after my EXCRUCIATING suffering of bad beats at the Flamingo poker table and on the football field in Detroit. I started the day by waking up to the movie 'Yes Man' - that is where the movie quote opening up today's entry came from. I wouldn't have known this if not for Alyssa, a former student of mine (I posted the quote onto my facebook page with the credit, "Random Jim Carrey movie"). Alyssa was kind enough to help me out... :) After my late dinner of pasta with shrimp and scallops at the Outback Steakhouse, a good night's sleep, and a good Jim Carrey line..., maybe, JUST MAYBE today was going to be a better day than Saturday... NOT... SO... MUCH...
So I'm slow getting up and around on Sunday morning (much like today), and I get to the Mirage EXACTLY at kickoff time of the early games - I honestly did not expect to find a seat... I scoped out the sportsbook, and on the far back right side (near the poker room), an elderly couple is sitting on a couch... :) I asked them if it would be okay if I sat down with them (I'm very charming if you haven't figured that out from previous entries, or if you're new to Bikini Hill)... ANYWAY, the couple was very kind and they let me sit with them. Now from where I'm sitting, there is a bank of six t.v. screens on my side of the sportsbook showing different games. The other two NFL games being shown are significantly farther away from me, off to my left at 10 o'clock (directions - picture the face of a clock), and one of these games is the Vikings/Texans game, which I have a significant rooting interest in...
And off we go... Among the more important games that I was watching (yes, based on bets that I had made) were the New Orleans/Dallas game (Over 51.5) and (Dallas -2.5) and that Vikings/Texans game (Texans -8.5) and (Over 43.5). The Dallas game goes into overtime, and the Saints win 34-31. I cover the over, but miss covering - WONDERFUL... The game went into overtime, so I didn't feel completely horrible about my pick. And then there's the Texans game... GRRRRRRRR... Houston hadn't been playing lights out, but they're at home, playing for HOME FIELD in the AFC THROUGHOUT THE PLAYOFFS... SURELY they're going to show up, against the Vikings... GRRRRRRRR... Again, this game was difficult to see, because of the t.v. screen it was being shown on. It became harder to watch when Arian Foster fumbled in Vikings territory in the first half.... GRRRRRRR... It became EVEN HARDER to watch as the Texans NEVER got on track... Well you say, maybe you can cover the "over" Coach. The Vikings were the KINGS of the field goal on this day, seemingly kicking them EVERYTIME they got into Houston territory... The BRUTAL outcome: Vikings 23 Texans 6... I missed the over by TWO FULL TOUCHDOWNS, which is not normal for me, and the Texans missed COVERING 8 1/2 by..., well, I don't know if I can count that high.... I was SO UPSET, and I know SO MANY Texans fans here in San Marcos, America... I was just sitting in the Mirage thinking, "the next time that I hear a Houston fan mention 'Texans' and 'Super Bowl' in the same sentence..." GRRRRRRRRRRR... Yes, I filled out the parlay cards, but that game TOTALLY surprised me... Consider the fact that the Texans played the Patriots closer in their playoff game, a 13-point loss, AT NEW ENGLAND... ANYWAY, after watching the early games (and these two in particular), this was the quote that went up on my facebook page: "If I jumped from a building right now, gravity would probably stop working... #niceseasonsteelers" Yes, I'm very witty when I'm about to throw myself from the top of the Stratosphere... OH, did I forget to mention the fact that my Steelers lost yet ANOTHER close game, this one by three points, to the Bengals, thus officially throttling any playoff hopes that my favorite team had. My beloved Steelers, who were injured seemingly the whole season, losing close game after close game, who somehow still managed to split with the Ravens this year, beating them while starting one of our backup quarterbacks... No, I'm not bitter at all.... GRRRRRRRRRR...
Okay, so the day is lost, but I've got some money with me, like a responsible gambler, and I'm going to hit up a buffet for my final dinner in Las Vegas, but both the Flamingo and Mirage buffets had HUGE lines, so guess where I ended up again. Back across the street from the Mirage is where Coach could be found, AGAIN, at the Outback Steakhouse, this time drowning his sorrows with a mushroom cheeseburger... After taking a "nap" (i.e., not sleeping until my alarm woke me up) and waking up not too long after midnight, I had another meal (my 2nd in 6 hours, my 2nd visit of the trip) at the Tropical Breeze Cafe at the Flamingo (hey, I still had some comp dollars left, so don't judge me)... :) I then slept until my alarm did wake me up for my early ride to the airport and my trip back to San Marcos, America...
I hope that you have enjoyed this series of dreadful tales and are hitting your knees right now thanking God that it wasn't you suffering this heartbreak... :) I will definitely reference this trip some more, but probably not in an "official" eighth, ninth, etc..., post... Tomorrow I will be back with the new and extremely popular (based on one week) "I remember the first time" Thursday... Have a great day and I'll see you tomorrow!
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