A local radio talk show giant, Mark Belling, here in Milwaukee has been
providing horse racing picks for major races such as The Kentucky Derby for some
years now, via his web site. He owns horses and has proven himself somewhat
expert.
From the beginning I attempted to glean some profits from Mr. Belling’s
expertise. I wagered over $100, which is a goodly sum for me, when he put out
his picks for the first time. My return was roughly two-thirds of my
investment.
The total amounts I wagered decreased over time to the point where I would
chance $10-$20 on a major horse racing weekend. I came out ahead only a few
times. As I learned more about the types of wagers available, such as a
trifecta, and the potential for huge returns I was hardly turned away from
making some small bets on good advice.
But we run a part time business on the weekends and on days such as Mother’s
Day, aka The Kentucky Derby, I am often overwhelmed with work. This has kept me
from getting to the OTB at the casino; though it is literally only two miles
away.
As one Mother’s Day approached I looked at the Casino bill board advertisement
for The Kentucky Derby and made a clear determination that I was not going to
even think about betting on the race. I had work to do. Listening to the radio
the following week Mr. Belling gloated in the praises he was receiving for his
picks as many of his listeners received very nice returns on bets made per his
advice.
So some weeks ago I was driving down the expressway again and saw the casino
bill board advertisement for another big race. I knew Mr. Belling would have his
picks up, but I said to myself, “I am just not going to bet on horses ever
again.” Weekends are just too busy. I don’t have any personal aptitude concerning the sport to guide me and
while I trust Mr. Belling’s picks as expert enough to risk a wager, the appeal
was not there.
So, to all of you who won thousands,or even many many times more than
thousands off of Mr. Belling’s latest picks I say, “You’re welcome.”
There is no way, that if I had even thought of putting down a wager on that
race the results would have turned out the same.
So… “You are welcome.”
I haven’t dabbled in the stock market much, but do you know how many
companies whose stock I had bought have gone bankrupt? …I best not say.
It’s like this.
My wife and I were going to see my elderly parents the other day and we had
not eaten lunch. We decided to stop by McDonalds and I called my mother. “Do you
want us to pick something up for you at McDonalds?” I asked.
Her initial response was no, but when I told her they had fillet-o-fish, two
for five-dollars, she perked up.
“Oh, I haven’t had a fillet-o-fish in a long time.” my mother mused and I
knew she liked the fillet-o-fish. Both her and my dad were excited at the
thought of enjoying a tasty fish sandwich.
My wife wanted a fillet-o-fish. I wanted a fillet-o-fish and a big mac. That
makes five sandwiches and when we arrived at McDonalds and I saw that a large
fries was included in the two for five-dollar deal I thought, “Perfect!”
The drive thru line was long but moved fast.
I got to the window and the lady handed me a large bag with the confirmation
of, “Four fillet-o-fish, big mac and large fries?”
“Yes” I replied eagerly and in great hunger as I took the bag.
I was driving so I handed the bag to my wife and said, “Make sure everything
is there.”
“Okay.” she said.
I read out the order and she assured me we were all set.
“You got the big mac.”
“Yes.” she sang out.
So we get to my parents place. I grab some plates, lay out the fillet-o-fish
for more parents, happy to serve, pour out the fries in a nice big pile and…
“Where’s my big mac?” I ask, throwing my hands into the air. .........
Why do I even try?
You're welcome.
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