A few days ago, I got an email from one of the many gambling joints that email me from time to time. I don’t know why they email me, because I have never placed a sports bet in my life.
OK, that might not be entirely true; maybe 20 years ago I was workplace-pressured into getting one of those Super Bowl squares. I think I got “15,” which I think is a pretty terrible one to get? No matter, I have less than zero interest in the NFL or the Super Bowl anyway.
But I do look at these emails, for after all, there may be something in there to write about, like suddenly bettors think José Abreu is 3-to-1 to win the MVP, or Ricky is the top hot seat manager, or some such.