The chase used to be so much more fun. Whether being used as a verb or a noun, chasing has lost its allure.
Back when Chevy Chase was pumping out the classics like ‘Caddyshack’ and ‘Vacation’, the legend could do no wrong. Then came the disastrous ‘Chevy Chase Show’. We all know how that turned out, and now the legend is relegated to being the voice of Cho-Cho in ‘The Karate Dog’. How depressingly sad.
The beginning of the end for this Chase
When it came to women, it was always the chase that excited me. Now that I’m married, the thought of taking the effort to try to meet anyone just sounds laborious and annoying. With my luck, every girl that I met would interject the word “like” after every three words she spoke, like all the cute young things on TV, and I would snap.
This brings me to chasing losses. Much like the movie ‘Chasing Amy’, you find yourself pursuing the elusive lesbian that could never love you back. I know better, but I am only a man, and men sometimes slip-up. This was the case with me the past couple of weeks.
It had been awhile since I chased. I learned those lessons many moons ago. Like all the other chases, it used to be exciting. There is no bigger rush than getting yourself out of a big hole with one swift move. It’s the kind of rush that puts pep in your step and makes you want to help old people across the street.
Then there is the flipside to that chase. The kind that has you dragging your feet and makes you want to punch walls. Like I said, I’ve been doing this long enough that I know better. The times will come when you can’t hit a winner to save your life. I was just in the midst of one of those dry spells. To quote Ron Eldard’s character in ‘The Runner’, “When I bet the Over, it stays under. When I bet the Under, it goes way f#&*ing over.) I was just there and I compounded my problems somewhat by chasing.
Chasing your losses can be defined a few ways. If you are dipping into your bill money or child’s college fund, you are beyond chasing, and probably need to seek some help. I’m nowhere near that. No, I just chased where I was betting outside of my comfort zone. This, in turn, made me miserable. I have a contagious personality, so this made those around me miserable also. It took awhile for me to snap out of it, but I’d like to apologize to all those who had to deal with me during that stretch.
I’m going to take a teeny break. That is always fun because one of the golden rules of the Gambling Gods is that whenever you take a break, all of your games will cash. It’s a pretty sick joke, but that’s the way they are. I would tell you that I love the Jacksonville Jaguars this Thursday night to cover. The line is +6.5 right now, but will probably jump up over a touchdown by game time. I would tell you that the Colts are due to have a let down game and this is probably going to be it. But I’ve lost my right to tell anyone anything for a little while. I chased, and chasing is bad.
I can’t even do tequila chasers with beer anymore, because liquor is not my friend. So I just chase beer with more beer. That’s not really chasing at all, but that’s another hard lesson that I learned many years ago. At least I’ve stuck to that one. Have fun and bet smart.
Do not want
