This is never a fun day. The whole Home Run Derby is a mild distraction Monday night, watching long prestigious shots that look like they could hit the Mississippi River on the one bounce in St. Louis, but that is not what I’m talking about. This is about no real sports to bet on. There two days every year, where no major sports are available to wager on, the day before and after the baseball All-Star game.Today is the worst of the two days by far in my opinion, because most of the time there is a WNBA game, horse racing or something to at least think about betting on, but for this Monday, well it stinks. (Couldn’t use the word I wanted)
I mean really, think about it, especially when it comes to basketball followed by baseball. You study, analyze and go over a myriad of possibilities for months daily and suddenly; you’re Will Smith in “I am Legend”, nothing to do. Damn it’s not fair.
So what does a sports bettor do, this is what I’m thinking about. I bought a fresh batch of college and pro football annuals, so this year instead of working 80+ hours a week getting to know all the ins and outs of all the teams at the end of August, I won’t procrastinate and get a head start.
(Is this Tim Tebow’s sixth year of eligibility?) In fact, I just received in the mail my 2009 StatFox Edge (cheesy plug) and I’ll start combing thru what college starters are coming back, along with the all important quarterback position and the number of linemen and backups reporting. Actually this is really a good idea, because the last time I was truly prepared for almost anything was my sister’s wedding and that was because my parents were all over me.
Don’t misunderstand, I’m ready to go when the bell sounds, it’s the whole preparation deal is not my strongest suit. I’ve checked around and New England, the Giants and Philadelphia look like Super Bowl potential teams at Bookmaker.com, along with the defending champion Steelers. Pittsburgh has plenty to admire, nevertheless, I seldom wager on NFL futures on last year’s champions.
Gee, I wonder if Brett Favre is going to sign with Minnesota, they even have a picture on the internet of the place he bought. Or possibly, Favre’s going into real estate investment after staying up late one night and watching one of the guru’s talk about buying homes “with almost nothing down”.
“Hi I’m Brett Favre and I’ve made millions playing football and turned into prima donna, however, I think I retired for the last time and now am buying real estate properties across the country, trying to improve my image and doing my part to stimulate the economy, all while wearing my Wrangler jeans.”
I thought of something else I could do, review all my notes I made on baseball before the season. That might be a pretty good way to see if what I believed is still true or am I living under false pretense. I think the last time I did this Vida Blue was pitching in the All-Star game as a rookie. I’m having an average baseball season by my standards; maybe a refresher is a good idea.
I have golf wagering down cold and would study the British Open this week anyways, but now I have to fit it in somewhere the next couple of days.
I have golf wagering down cold and would study the British Open this week anyways, but now I have to fit it in somewhere the next couple of days.
This is invigorating thinking about being productive with this time off. I can catch up, look ahead and act like people that really work for a living.
Come Wednesday morning, I’ll be waiting at this computer for Thursday’s eight baseball games to have official odds, because that is what gambling degens like me do, live for the action.
Written by Red Wydley.
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