SBR Top-Rated Sportsbooks
Today, through the eyes of henry "scoreboard" hill
"narrated and posted by me"
Okay guys I was inhebriated and thought this was funny, it took about half an hour if you like it I will post the 2nd half of his day.
Tuesday, March 8th.
Henry quietly studies his calendar to remind himself of the big day he has been looking forward to. He has tried for ages to reach the 10-0 mark, mentally erasing his record each week in order to psyche himself into believing that he can actually make it happen. He turns away to idolize his unofficial record of "9-0" that he wrote on the broken mirror that loosely hangs from the wall near the window. As he slowly walks towards it he stares into the stern face in the mirror and reassures himself this can happen. I can do this. I have made it this far to my unofficial 9-0, and the only thing stopping me from 10-0 is picking the wrong team. I have inside people though. This one guy I met at Kmart in the bathroom told me he worked for higher-ups in the NBA. With his lead, I can storm through 10-0 and go all the way to 100-0!
"Henry!" his mother calls. He almost never answers. He tends to act like he is asleep most of the time to avoid having to take the garbage out or wash the dishes. "Are you awake?" She calls. No answer. I am not falling for that again Henry thinks to himself.
"The garbage needs taking out Henry" She says, but with no luck, as he is now in tears, terrified of what might happen if he doesn't reach his 10-0 mark, which would skyrocket his offshore account up to $87.21. I knew it he thought to himself. Always, its always the trash.
He turns to the window to watch the garbage truck pick up the trash. I remember when that guy told me he knew college hoops really well, and after taking one to the dome and having my face look like a glazed donut, he convinced me to go all in on ucla and that tanked my entire bankroll. Just two weeks ago. This new guy I met at kmart is different though. He seems trustworthy.
Henry dried his tears and walks to his computer, where he will look over todays lines and try and get a good feeling of who to take as his lock today. He still hasn't gotten that phone call he was looking for. He lately realized he couldn't trust his own picks so he has been tailing for months now.
I forgot to close out the kiddie porn from yesterday, I hope mom didn't notice. She rarely comes down here since I put a bar over the door. If its food she has she will usually slide it through the doggie door I cut out with my trusty swiss army knife. Henry's phone vibrates in his pocket. I never did figure out how to find my miley cyrus ringtone I ordered with my betpoints the other day, he thinks to himself as his fishes his pink nokia from his denim cargo shorts.
"Its In, the FIX is in!!" henry cries aloud. He looks around to find nobody. Alone. Always alone. He remains ecstatic that he finally received the fix of the century.
The very first thing I need to do is wager my normal 10% on this. Hell I am going to go 20% today, because that is how I roll! He looks over the wager, reassuring the staggering amount of $16. Bet's IN. Now, to SBR.COM to show those haters again that I am 9-0, coming to 10-0 BIG BABY.
Reply With Quote
Originally Posted by ngates815
