I had Game 7 called pretty well. My prediction was the Heat winning 97-92. Instead, it was the Heat 95-88. Pretty darn close. Not to brag, but I had some other things figured out, too. I though the Heat would win because the Spurs age would catch up to them after the overtime game two days before. It did. Also, I was sure Green couldn't stay hot forever. He didn't. After lighting it up in the first several games he was only one for twelve.And I knew Battier would come back at some point and get hot. If I was the Heat coach I would have had him in at the end of some of those blow outs and just have him practice shooing 3's in games until he got his rhythm back.
I thought about placing a bet on the game. I was in Reno, after all, and the sports betting was right by the big screen TV in the casino. I had no idea how to do it though. Since my self-esteem in fragile, I had my wife ask the bookies (?) questions on how its done. She brought back a sheet that had, I'm not kidding, 20 different bets you could make on the game - Score after the first quarter, who would have the highest FT percentage, would Duncan or James score more points, etc. That was just way too confusing, so I passed. They probably had a minimum bet anayway. I was planning on putting $1 down on the Heat. They proablay would have have just laughed at me and then told all their bookie pals about me later.
As you can see, I'm not a big gambler. As David Letterman once said regarding buying lottery tickets, "Your chance of winning is only slightly higher than if you didn't buy a ticket." Right on Dave. I'm just to cheap to be falling for their games of chance.
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