What your view of sports and life would be if you had too many concussions
While it may be too early to call this a theme, but what else would you expect from the guy who brought you “Sports Analogies Hidden In Classic Movies?” The premise behind that combination is that be it sports or cinema, they share a common and defining trait…they both entertain. By extension, something that is part and parcel to the world of sport is gambling. As far as the world of wagering is concerned, this latest comparison started a few weeks back with reference a few weeks back to the “Sound of Music.” This week, we go from one quasi-annoying musical to another.
There’s no better song about hope than “The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow” from “Annie.” The gambler’s galaxy revolves around the star that is hope; that song contains the line “bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow, there will be sun.” There’s nearly no better sentiment for a gambler. Nobody lays down a bet thinking it’s a loser, yet gambling is all about cheating the foul specter of death. That’s why I know the guy who made the commercial below is a gambler.
I know that because like I said, gambling is really the combination of hope and cheating death. That’s why hitting winners is such a huge rush, and that’s why the guy who made that commercial is selling surviving a fatal affliction as a bigger win than nailing a money-line long shot. Just watch that video and tell me you don’t get the vibe about the dark side of hope…like “Hey kids, here’s hoping we don’t find one of your grandparents dead in the shower tomorrow!”
Dead grandparents aside, the current bankroll now stands at $5,353, which while is a move in the right direction is still nowhere near enough to pay for the traditional funeral.
LEGAL DISCLAIMER (mandated by our very own Small Town Pizza Lawyer):
Thanks to the Supreme Court, gambling is no longer illegal at Bushwood, sir. However, the Supreme Court can’t really help me unless one of them is willing to keep Mrs. J-Dub from braining me with a cast-iron skillet if she found out how many dimes I’m dropping on college football. That means that as far as she knows, all wagers are mythical in nature and this is in no way, shape, or form a gambling advice column. In other words, if you lose your own “real” money, that’s nobody’s fault but yours, so don’t yell at me when we meet at the plasma center on Monday.
Having said that, let’s get ready to gamble…
The Dubsism College Football Heavyweight Champ Bet:
Miami (OH) at Ohio State (-39) O/U 58 $50 Over
J-Dub’s Payday of the Week:
Colorado at Arizona State (-6) O/U 50
$250 Arizona State
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Since sports gambling is nowhere near becoming legal in the Sunshine State, I can’t help but wonder whether Judge Smails is behind all of this.
How ’bout a Fresca!
I want a hamburger, I want a cheeseburger, I want a hot dog, I want a milkshake…
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