March Madness - The time of year we celebrate gambling. Ahhh, I love America with every single lickin' piece of my being. I do.
I am a terrible gambler. Terrible. Well, maybe. Or maybe it is I have been gambling against really, really good gamblers all my life. The young tricksters with those tricks up their sleeves. Maybe. To test this theory I decided to join (well create and enforce) a college basketball pool at the retirement community near where I live. No one seemed really keen on giving up 5 bucks, filling out brackets, nor sitting and watching game after game with me, but I kept on after them until I found 8 participants. Give or take.
So far I am in second place, and I think Mabel is really starting to hate me.
2 comments:
That Mabel she can be a tough one, when we go Christmas caroling she is always ...I mean always the loudest.
Hubert, gambling? What would God say???
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