Posted by Amsterdam at another board.. Too good not to share.
Dear Pinnacle (from Stan)
Dear Pinnacle (from Stan)
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I..
got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window..
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad..
Dear Pinnacle, I emailed but you still ain't replyin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two emails back in oh-seven, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the help desk or somethin
Sometimes I scribble my bets too sloppy when I jot 'em
but anyways; **** it, what's been up? Man how's your overseas markets?
My new sportsbook accepts Thai Hockey action too.
Me? I'm bout to be a father, if I have a daughter,
guess what I'm a call her?
I'm a name her Pinny
I read about the UIGEA too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself went he couldn't bet online and got barreled in.
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even bet your Womens Swedish Badmitton second halves
I got a room full of your betting logs and your printouts man
I liked the seven-cent MLB lines too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this Pin, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan
Dear Pin, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad - I just think it's ****ED UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna book my action from inside the states
you didn't have to, but you coulda given a credit account to Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only sixteen years old
We waited outside Western Union in the blistering cold for you,
four hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man, you're like his ****in idol
He wants to be a bookie just like you man, he moves on air more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein lied to
Remember when we met in The Isle of Man - you said if I'd email you
you would write back - see I'm just like you in a way
I was never able to turn down sharp action neither;
My players would bet huge round robin moneyline parleys and teasers
I can relate to what you're saying by the way you book
so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and bet the board
cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I bet both sides of a game at -110 just to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, losing vig is such a sudden rush for me
See everyone of your numbers are sharp, and I respect you cause you hang it
My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you Pin, no one does
She don't know what it was like for sportsbettors like us growin up
You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest client you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S.
We should book together too
Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Smart-And-Sharp-To-Write-My-Customers,
this'll be the last package of cash I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word - I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two emails;
I wrote the deposit and account numbers on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in an online casino now, playin blackjack on the freeplay
Hey Pin, I just put half my bankroll on black, do you dare me to let it ride?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from going all in
Now it's too late - I'm on a -1000 vig ten team parlay now, I'm drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy teaser or a call
I hope you know I ripped your 1-800 bet line off the wall
I love you Pin, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it
I hope your vigorish EATS AT YOU and you can't BOOK without me
See Pin; [ *screaming* ] Shut up Mitch! I'm tryin to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my local bookmaker screamin in the trunk
but I didn't slit his throat, I just tied him up, see I ain't like you
cause if he can't book squares he'll suffer more, and then he'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit out?
[ *internet connection hangs* ]
[ *brief silence* ] .. [ *NO CARRIER* ]
got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window..
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad..
Dear Pinnacle, I emailed but you still ain't replyin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two emails back in oh-seven, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the help desk or somethin
Sometimes I scribble my bets too sloppy when I jot 'em
but anyways; **** it, what's been up? Man how's your overseas markets?
My new sportsbook accepts Thai Hockey action too.
Me? I'm bout to be a father, if I have a daughter,
guess what I'm a call her?
I'm a name her Pinny
I read about the UIGEA too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself went he couldn't bet online and got barreled in.
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even bet your Womens Swedish Badmitton second halves
I got a room full of your betting logs and your printouts man
I liked the seven-cent MLB lines too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this Pin, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan
Dear Pin, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad - I just think it's ****ED UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna book my action from inside the states
you didn't have to, but you coulda given a credit account to Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only sixteen years old
We waited outside Western Union in the blistering cold for you,
four hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man, you're like his ****in idol
He wants to be a bookie just like you man, he moves on air more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein lied to
Remember when we met in The Isle of Man - you said if I'd email you
you would write back - see I'm just like you in a way
I was never able to turn down sharp action neither;
My players would bet huge round robin moneyline parleys and teasers
I can relate to what you're saying by the way you book
so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and bet the board
cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I bet both sides of a game at -110 just to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, losing vig is such a sudden rush for me
See everyone of your numbers are sharp, and I respect you cause you hang it
My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you Pin, no one does
She don't know what it was like for sportsbettors like us growin up
You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest client you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S.
We should book together too
Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Smart-And-Sharp-To-Write-My-Customers,
this'll be the last package of cash I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word - I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two emails;
I wrote the deposit and account numbers on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in an online casino now, playin blackjack on the freeplay
Hey Pin, I just put half my bankroll on black, do you dare me to let it ride?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from going all in
Now it's too late - I'm on a -1000 vig ten team parlay now, I'm drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy teaser or a call
I hope you know I ripped your 1-800 bet line off the wall
I love you Pin, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it
I hope your vigorish EATS AT YOU and you can't BOOK without me
See Pin; [ *screaming* ] Shut up Mitch! I'm tryin to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my local bookmaker screamin in the trunk
but I didn't slit his throat, I just tied him up, see I ain't like you
cause if he can't book squares he'll suffer more, and then he'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit out?
[ *internet connection hangs* ]
[ *brief silence* ] .. [ *NO CARRIER* ]