I've suffered some brutal bad beats in my betting career. You don't know pain until you've watched Takeru Kobayashi blow a two hot dog lead in the final seconds of the Nathan's Hot Dog Eating Contest. Two hundred and fifty bucks, gone, just because some guy doesn't have enough dog in him.
Have you ever wagered on a college football team that goes into halftime with a 28-7 lead, you and your buddies have the entire bar chanting "lock it up," they end up losing 35-31, and then two weeks later a report comes out stating that team is under investigation for point-shaving?