I am in the throes of post-suicide pool depression, having once again been eliminated from Dave Renbarger's annual march to riches. Sigh. No more fantasies about the $1,600+ pot. My bookmarks pertaining to the latest NFL lines will go unused until next year. Sigh.
The architects of my despair this year are, once again, the Minnesota Vikings. I have two teams I avoid picking like the plague -- the Vikings and the Carolina Panthers. Both have failed me on more than one occasion in the past. But apparently I need to avoid any game in which the Vikings are playing, not just the ones they should be able to win. Yesterday they beat the Bears with a last-second field goal and once again sent my suicide pool season into the toilet. And of course, the other two teams I contemplated picking won easily. I hope it's the last game the @%*& Vikings win this season.
A (very small) consolation prize -- I do have minor family bragging rights, since Mike was eliminated a few weeks ago. In the end, however, we both won the same thing: Nothing. Our bank accounts are equally empty.
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