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Originally Posted by JustRalph
Brilliant!
The only time I play the horses anymore is when I’m on vacation somewhere that makes it easy……..and I don’t get many vacations nowadays
But you make a great point. As I head into my mid 60’s I’m finding pleasure in many different areas that playing the horses kept me away from ten years ago.
I went into work this morning at 4:45a with my wife. Getting ready for opening at 9a. Just got home about 7:30a.
Sitting on the back patio watching my dogs play in the backyard, listening to the horses neighing behind us (quarter horse farm backs up to my new house, with no neighbors) reading the news on my iPad and dropping in here. My health is better, feel good, and couldn’t imagine ruining the day studying pps’s
There’s a motorcycle in the garage that needs a workout and about a million other things that I can do that would be much more rewarding than playing what this crappy game has become.
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Good read, maybe we should start a thread of all the things gambling, especially horses have altered our lives compared to NORMAL people.
Here is one of mine. Wedding night I was 26, bride was 21. Honeymoon to Vegas taking along best man and maid of honor.
Had great success trying out card counting at Blackjack for first time.
Kept handing $100 bills to wife and bridesmaid to waste on slots. I am the man! Wife wants to get rooms, mind you this is 1986, gave her $500, she says I want you to go with me, I said one more hour.
Well, my friend whose advances toward the bridesmaid were not reciprocated and tapped out asked me where the girls were.
I told him maybe they finally started winning something, they stopped hitting me up for money. I gave him $200 and told him to make it last.
Friend comes back, tells me the girls are sleeping in the car. I now realize
I have spent well over 24 hours playing cards. I don't require much sleep.
To say they are pissed and ganging up on me is an understatement.
No amount of showing the wife the wad of $100 bills I still have and offering to split them with her gets me out of the dog house.
Drive home the whole 250 miles while everyone but me sleeps in the car.
The whole 5 years of marriage "the wedding night" was used as an excuse constantly for being a PITA.
I did a few other things when she tried to come between me and the horses. I actually ground out profits back in the day, and most of the time
did my handicapping getting by on 3 hours sleep and holding down a full time job. I was a mad dash away after work from the last three races at Santa Anita. My edge was doing my own Beyer figs well before they were published.
Wedding night was only one story, should we start a thread on them? I am sure others have something to share and where should it go?