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Saturday, May 22, 2004

There must be some kind of song lyric about gambling, but I don't know of any

Today, I went to the pub and watched the FA Cup Final, which was between Manchester United and Millwall. This was a level of favorite/underdog usually only seen in the worst kind of sports movie. Imagine Man U as the Yankees, and Millwall as your local AA team, say, the Birmingham Blues or the Tempe Wannabes, and you've got the right idea. I was standing on the side of the pub that was not cheering for Darth Vader, but of course, the bad guys won, 3-0. Even though evil won, someone on my side of the pub started cheering at the third Man U goal. Why? He'd bet on a 3-0 victory. Which is funny, cause on one of my walks, past the bookies, I'd thought of wagering on that exact same score. I mean, the bookies are right on the street. I could walk in, place a small bet, and come back wealthier. And there's a major tournament, the European Championships (basically, the World Cup without Brazil and Argentina) coming up right around the corner. I already started gambling on poker. And I really can't see, say, Italy, not making the final........
- Rowan Kaiser, 2:07 PM
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