I got straight up buried today, no doubt. When I looked at the 49ers/Seahawks game, my first two instincts were "Seahawks win and cover, easy" and "this goes under, easy." Then I just plain overthought the shit out of it. Told myself "don't be a square, you haven't even capped the game yet, you are just thinking like every hamburger that ever got off a plane in Vegas." I somehow talked myself into thinking that the "sharp" side was either 49ers plus the points, or the over. Ultimately went big on 49ers. Literally as soon as the game began I knew it was dead money. Hindsight is a bitch. I'm thinking how many times in the past have I seen Harbaugh on the sidelines all flustered and frustrated? A million fukking times. And how many times have I seen Pete Carroll on the sidelines with an ear-to-ear, shit-eating grin because his team is killing it, benefiting off every fukking penalty, every fukking good stroke of fortune? A million fukking times. This story has already been written. And yet I disregard all of this shit and bet the other way.
Basically, the moral of the story is, don't talk yourself out of your first instinct simply because you feel like it is only a hunch and is "square." Because if you're on this site, you are a more-than-casual sports bettor, and if you are a more-than-casual sports bettor, then you have watched more games than your average schmuck by a large margin. And when you watch all these games, your subconscious mind is taking in and storing all kinds of information. Your brain is an amazing computer. So what seems like just a hunch and an instinct may actually be a very well-reasoned, calculated prediction. You just don't fukking know it because your brain just spits it out in the form of a hunch, and because you have all these preconceived notions that sports betting is about data and shit, you shake it off and waste a bunch of time "capping" only to end up looking like an even bigger hamburger than the one you were trying to avoid being in the first place. Don't overthink some of this shit. Square, sharp, fukk all that. Trust your instincts.
That is all. I'm out.