Originally Posted by
DR225
I recently moved in with my "best" friend and came to the shocking realization that the worst I do, betting wise, the happier he gets. When I bring my tales of dispair to him Monday morning, I'll get faced with the biggest shit eating grin imaginable. On the other hand, when I win, the tone of the conversation is very somber and the guy just can't be happy for me. This was magnified during the third tigers/yankees game with Verlander. I paid some heavy in-game juice ($800 something to win $300) and the guy was actively rooting for yankee hits (he isn't even a fan of baseball) and if it wasn't for Phil Coke shutting the door, I probably would've murdered him.
Anyone else deal with the issue of people actually hoping you'll fail?