Poetic Justice Is Not Your Friend, or, Pigs Get Slaughtered

It doesn't take long to understand that making play selections in the world of sports investing winds up being the least important challenge facing us. By leaps and bounds your emotions as a lover of sports, drinker of beer, manager of money and part-time capper need to be our focal point. Compusure is the elusive siren, singing to us from just far enough away as to be too feint to hear. Louder is the riverboat gambler in our ear. The jumpshooter, fading away as time expires, visions of scissors and ribbon and confetti dancing, comes to call one last time for an all -or -nothing shot at escape