The big game I am referencing is of course the Colts Chiefs game tomorrow afternoon. You may be wondering “Why is Jose Abreu the featured image to this story?” Let me explain. I mentioned that I will be letting it ride on the Colts. I have already been thinking that I should continue the ride with the Patriots on Sunday but I do not want to get too far ahead of myself. The worst thing anyone can do is assume money is already won. Truth be told I am a little bit nervous because of the potential upside. I am not afraid to lose the money. I have felt real nerves about losing money and I will tell that story here.
I have mentioned previously that my previous bookie refuses to take my action because I have a winning track record. While that is true I have had my ups and downs just like anyone else. I really started catching fire when I was gambling during the 2015-2016 NFL and NBA seasons. My unprecedented success allowed me to change my career plans and focus 100% on sports betting. By the end of the NBA season I was locked in. I felt like I could not lose. Then the playoffs started. Playoff basketball is a lot different than the regular season. It’s not that the players do not try during the regular season, it is just that there are so many games. The ultimate goal of the season is to win a championship so players do not expend most of their energy when the games are not as important. I did not take that into account. On Sunday April 24 2016 my bankroll went from about $9000 to $1000. That was the start of the week from hell. Over the course of the next 5 days I would go on to lose over $20 thousand more with the total lost being around $30k. I was distraught. Mostly because I did not have that kind of money to pay my bookie. I had went through my entire bankroll and more in less than a week. For those asking how I was able to lose so much; my bookie gave me access to multiple accounts that were supposed to be used by other people. I had no other way to make that money back in time.
The night before Saturday April 30th I prayed to God and asked for a sign. I said if I need to stop gambling give me a sign. Whatever it is you need me to do God please give me a sign. At the time of this prayer my laptop was open and the screen was on the baseball lines for the next day. People always think I am lying when I say this but at the time I asked for a sign I saw two of the lines begin to glow. I thought maybe it was something wrong with me or my screen. I scrolled up and down but the two lines stayed glowing. I had to figure that was the sign God was giving me. I did a max bet parlay of those two teams on every account. The teams were the Philadelphia Phillies who were hosting the Cleveland Indians and the Chicago White Sox who were playing the Orioles in Baltimore. These two games had a ton of drama. First off the Phillies game started smooth with an early 3-0 lead. The Indians would get back into the game tying it up 3-3. Then in the bottom of the 7th the Phillies scored a run and would take a 1 run lead into the top of the 9th. Full disclosure I did not watch this whole game but I caught the last half inning. The Indians would end up loading the bases with two outs. The last batter hit a line drive into right field that looked bound to fall for a hit. The right fielder made an unbelievable play and caught the ball to end the game. I had the largest pit in my stomach watching that ball sail. Then the right fielder caught the ball and I felt some relief. I was not out of the woods yet because I still had the White Sox.
This game between the White Sox and Orioles may have been the most dramatic game I have ever seen in my life. Having what amounted to $50 grand on the game only made the dramatics worse. To set the stage I had also received a gambling tip in my email that morning. The tip was to take the Orioles red hot offense against the White Sox mediocre pitcher Mat Latos. Talk about a bad omen. The Orioles would go on to take a 1-0 lead after the first inning and the tip seemed to be spot on. The White Sox would come back to take a 3-1 lead into the bottom of the 4th and thats when the Orioles bats really started to get going. They hit two home runs in the bottom of the 4th to tie the game then added another run in each of the next two innings. At this time the score was 5-3 and the Orioles looked unstoppable. I thought I was dead in the water. Other than a solo home run the White Sox went 3 up 3 down from the 4th-6th innings. They started off the top of the 7th with a walk and then the runner stole second base. That was promptly followed up by back to back strikeouts. What was only a 2 run lead seemed insurmountable at the time. Then Austin Jackson worked a 10 pitch at bat to bring the runner home to cut the lead down to 5-4. Now I had to hope the White Sox pitching could stop the Orioles bats and they did. Their first 1,2,3 inning happened in the bottom of the 7th. The White Sox come out in the top of the 8th and leadoff with a double. Jose Abreu then singles in the tying run. I’m not even celebrating yet because I did not want to get my hopes up. Then the next batter Todd Frazier hits a two run homer and the White Sox took a 7-5 lead. I could not believe my eyes. The momentum of the game had swung all the way back in favor of the White Sox. “Only 6 more outs!” I kept telling myself. The next inning leads off with a walk followed up by a double play. At this point I am ecstatic. The next batter hits one towards 3rd and I’m thinking “inning over”. Nope, the 3rd basemen sails the throw and the runner is safe at first. The next batter is hit by a pitch and then the next batter hits a bases clearing double to tie the game. I could not believe it. After the roller coaster of emotions I had been through the game was tied again. The White Sox would get out of the inning without allowing any more runs. The top of the ninth started out about as terribly as possible with 2 straight strikeouts. At this point I am feeling almost like I am watching my own extended funeral. The next batter, Adam Eaton would end up reaching base on a perfectly placed bunt single. The next batter was walked and that brought up Jose Abreu. At this point I had mentally proclaimed him one of my saviors after he tied the game earlier. I was hoping he could deliver again in the top of the 9th and he did with an rbi single. The White Sox would take that 1 run lead into the bottom of the 9th. The inning proceeded to go lineout, flyout, strikeout looking. After the strikeout I had this huge feeling of joy, elation and most of all relief come over my body.
This game was so dramatic to me I was expecting the pitcher and others to throw their gloves in the air in celebration when the ump called the last strike. When they were just lining up for the regular post game handshake line it then dawned on me that they were just playing a regular season game. This was just another April baseball game and it probably has been already forgotten. I would not even be surprised if the players playing in this game have forgotten about it. In the grand scheme of things this game did nothing to effect the overall outcome of the season and that is ok. I will always remember this game. I will always remember the date April 30th 2016. I will always remember Austin Jackson’s clutch at-bat where he took 10 pitches and ended with an rbi single to cut the lead down to just 1. I will always remember Jose Abreu being the hero for me not once, but twice. I will never forget the rush you get to go from being down $25k on the week to being up $25k. The amount of money I made that day is more than a lot of people make in a year. Hell it is much more than I make in a year now. Anyways I guess I am telling this story to put my nervousness in perspective. Am I nervous about the Colts game tomorrow? Yes. Am I as nervous as I was on this day? No. The nervousness I feel tonight is more exciting than daunting. I can not wait for this weekend.