Chico's Picks

[Bill Olmsted]

My blind pet chimpanzee "Chico” (who has Alzheimer’s) will throw darts at the pps for the entire month of September in an attempt to show a positive ROI.



Each and every day, I will post Chico’s selections here. That is, if this sort of thing is allowed. By the end of September, we’ll add up the winners and losers and tally up the ROI. Knowing Chico as I have for all these years, I’d put my money on the monkey.

Git 'er done!
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[ernie simons]

[QUOTE=Bill Olmsted]My blind pet chimpanzee "Chico” (who has Alzheimer’s) will throw darts at the pps for the entire month of September in an attempt to show a positive ROI.

Hey Bill. Do you think Chico could do some NFL picks too? Season starts in another week. I'm hoping to get rich betting the NFL this year. Used my own picks last year and got my azz handed to me. Just looking for a good capper. Looks like I may have found him finally.
If you could ask Chico about it, and get back to me Bill, I'd really appreciate it. Thanks. Oh ya, and thank Chico.

[DanG]

There is no limit to Chico’s greatness Bill!!!

Chico can pick all races, sports…even Presidents! Eventually he may need elbow surgery from throwing darts to go with his other afflictions; but by that time he should be able to afford a specialist.

Keep us posted!!!

[nobeyerspls]

Originally Posted by Bill Olmsted

My blind pet chimpanzee "Chico” (who has Alzheimer’s) will throw darts at the pps for the entire month of September in an attempt to show a positive ROI.



Each and every day, I will post Chico’s selections here. That is, if this sort of thing is allowed. By the end of September, we’ll add up the winners and losers and tally up the ROI. Knowing Chico as I have for all these years, I’d put my money on the monkey.

Git 'er done!
B

I'm looking forward to this. Over a large enough sample, Chico's ROI should be a negative that is close to the takeout rate.
This reminds me of the time I took a married couple to the track for their first visit. The guy's wife picked a horse named "Betty's Girl" who, in the form looked like she couldn't beat me to the parking lot. Betty was her mother's name. In a lesson learned from my father I said nothing and the horse won at a boxcar price.