"I was at Ceasar's sportsbook one Sunday afternoon getting ready to place my bets when I was approached by "Charlie". Charlie was a regular in the sportsbook and every week you could find him there with his 12 team parlay card in hand sweating over the nfl games. Now he's been trying to hit his 12 teamer for years now with no luck. He heard I was on a hot streak and asked me to make his picks this week. At first I refused but after a little persuading I decided to pick Charlies 12 teamer. The early games won easily and believe it or not most of the later games were in hand as well. It all came down to 1 game Denver vs. Jaguars. It was late in the 4th quarter and Denver was a pick, up by two. The Jaguars have the ball with no timeouts and 1 minute on the clock. All Charlie needed was for the Broncos to get a stop and the twelve teamer was his. Unfortunately the Jaguars kicked a 46 yard field goal as time expired and Charlie's 12 teamer was lost with the kick. I felt horrible as did everyone that gathered aroung to watch the end of the game and went to go console Charlie. When I found him thru the crowd he stared me straight in the eyes with the meanest fiery look and said
"The Broncos John! Really!?! How could you pick such a horrible team!"
"The Broncos John! Really!?! How could you pick such a horrible team!"