Chucked again

Yes indeed, I was torn a new sphincter by that deplorable Atlanta bullpen, which felt compelled to fuck me by letting the Phillies overcome a 6 run deficit. I was already counting my riches, when to my dismay I checked in on the score only to find out that the Phils posted a 12 spot. Needless to say, my entire night turned for the worst soon after. Yes, I won my NBA play as those gay ass Cavaliers fail to cover the number again. However, I lost all of my MLB plays. I might have to readjust my baseball prognostication machine or exchange it in for a new one. Who knows, it might have been an aberration. For the night I was down 740 units for the night, thereby reducing my total to 3,530 units.

I think I have been playing way too many games, but I just cannot help myself at times. In my efforts to calm my derelict tendencies, I have imposed a three game maximum per night for the rest of this month. Since I need to fix my baseball crystal ball, I decided to just flip a freaking coin today. I lost my dart after throwing it at my cat after finding out that the Phillies came back to win. Heads I bet the Mets and Tails I bet the Reds. I was torn as to only flip once or do a best two out of three. After serious contemplation, I decided 2 out of 3 would probably return a more favorable result. Heads won out 2 to 1 and I bet the Mets to win for 230 units to win 200 units.
The NBA lines are not out yet. I really am ornery today so do not expect any lengthy analysis or witty commentary.