What your view of sports and life would be if you had too many concussions
If you’ve been following The J-Dub Gambling Challenge since the beginning, you know the bankroll which Mrs. J-Dub doesn’t know about started at $5,000. Then I had a “You’re gonna need a bigger boat” moment in Week One. Since then, it’s been “Shark Week” meets “Mo’ Money” all meeting at Fred Sanford’s EKG. While I haven’t had “the Big One” yet, I have managed to get back above water. Granted, it may be like when Chief Brody climbs up the mast on the sinking Orca, but going into the Week five the bankroll stands at $5,047.
I’ll admit a big part of that recovery was putting Florida State on notice for consistently nonperforming, but I still don’t trust them or anybody else in the ACC. What it all comes down to is this week hits the end of the month, which means do I make the house payment on Monday, or am I taking Les Miles up on the offer to rent the apartment above his garage?
DISCLAIMER: Because gambling is illegal at Bushwood, sir… and when it comes to gambling, I slice like Jack the Ripper working the deli counter on crystal meth. That’s why this in no way, shape or form is a gambling advice column, and all “bets” are mythical in nature. In other words, don’t come crying to me when you lose your house payment betting real money like I’m “betting” Monopoly money.