I Just Got Home from the Beach
I spent this weekend down with my girlfriend’s parents beach house. They have an enormous place in a really nice community called Emerald Isle in North Carolina. At any rate her family is rather interesting to say the least. I realized that everyone was terrified that the father was going to blow all of their money. He was playing with something called a bahis siteleri, how he knew that much Turkish I have no idea at the time. Later on I learned that he had been in the Air Force and he had been stationed at the base that we have over there. At any rate he was apparently really interested in soccer, or at least he was really interesting in betting on it. He spent about an hour explaining his system to me, but it was rather overly complicated. At any rate I got the feeling that he was really too cautious at it to be much of a threat to the family fortune.
Of course really degenerate gamblers are incapable of controlling the impulse to risk pretty much everything. In fact all of the bets that he was making were quite small, even when you accumulated all of them together. At least it was small potatoes when you are someone who has money, and aside from that he was largely making ‘safe’ or reasonable wagers. He was not betting on the upset of the century. At least that was how I took it to mean. In truth I would not know the difference between the best soccer team in the world and the fiftieth best one. I know the names of four or five really famous soccer players, mostly from hearing random gossip about the hot girls they are dating or the absurd amounts of money they make to kick a ball.