My dear friend Mark Joseph and I (by the way Mark, an absolutely great writer, has been on the New York Times Best Seller list a few times) decided we’d bet on the Superbowl, World Series, championship fights and even elections. We no longer talk about elections. Persona non grata, but whatever. He just mailed me a 100 peso note from our last bet on the World Series. Better late than never Mark! The note inside said, “I’ll take the Falcons and the points -Mark.” Mark insisted on taking the Falcons. I wanted the Falcons! The only way this bet was going to happen was Mark’s way, not my way. Great writer, but he’s an egotistical son of a bitch. He earned his ego the hard way. He followed up with an email saying the final score would be New England Patriots 28- Falcons 3. I wrote him back and said bull, the final score would be Atlanta Falcons 28- New England 24. I turned the game off right when Lady Gaga came out and the score was 28-3. Please see the email I sent to Mark:
I want to be perfectly clear. The final score for the Super Bowl was the Atlanta Falcon’s 28 Patriots 3. That was the final score. Waking up this morning it’s pretty obvious that the media took it upon themselves (dirty, rotten, cheating media) took it upon themselves to make up this bullshit that the game went into overtime. Preposterous and another media lie!
Having said that I will be putting your 100 pesos in the mail. Obviously I have to do the honorable thing.
Concussions aren’t everything in this world. Remember what Humphrey Bogart said in Casablanca. Are you an American? His answer was I’m a drunkard.
The reason I’m not a professional gambler is I got ready to put the 100 pesos to Mark and realized he took the Falcons and the points. Even though I didn’t want to win, I won. I guess I’ll wait another three months for my next 100 pesos. Gonna have to wait to buy another bottle of tequila!