Every night I try to write in my journal before the game outcomes are known. I usually add to those notes at the end of the night. A few days later it does me good to read those notes . . . especially on those nights when I get hammered. It helps me remember how good I felt when I turned those bets in.
Anyway, tonight I wrote the following in my journal. For some reason I felt like sharing it with those of you whom I have come to appreciate as my friends. Generally I don't share my journal with anyone . . . not even my wife, but after I read what I had written tonight I thought it might be something I should share.
I am sure many of us share these feelings.
NCU
September 17, 2001
6:10 PM CT
For six days I have fasted . . . not from food or drink . . . but from action. Sometimes I think I feel the need for action more than food or drink. I think that fast has benefited me in many ways.
It has helped me bring my life back into perspective. I get so caught up in the routine grind that I often forget what matters most. I am fortunate to be here tonight to put my money on the line. I have life and while I may not have nearly as much money as I would desire I know I am much richer than most of the people in this world. Above all, I have my life, fairly good health and opportunity. I have my family, my friends and my dreams.
I didn't know how I would feel tonight as they played the Star Spangled Banner for the first baseball game in a week. Today as I studied the games and shared opinions with online friends it felt good. I felt like I had reached a higher level of maturity in my ability to make money by wagering on sports.
I felt like I had washed away some bad habits that were beginning to take a toll on my performance in recent months.
My heart goes out to those who have been so deeply hurt. I pray for their healing.
Now as I prepare to enjoy watching the Phillies and the Braves I want to remind myself that win or lose tonight I am proud to live in America. I thank God for the freedom to take risk with the opportunity to be rewarded financially just for using my mind. It sure beats hard labor.
Wouldn't you know it. I'm already down a run in the game, but that is why I love doing this so much.
May I never forget . . .
Where there's odds . . . there's hope.
Anyway, tonight I wrote the following in my journal. For some reason I felt like sharing it with those of you whom I have come to appreciate as my friends. Generally I don't share my journal with anyone . . . not even my wife, but after I read what I had written tonight I thought it might be something I should share.
I am sure many of us share these feelings.
NCU
September 17, 2001
6:10 PM CT
For six days I have fasted . . . not from food or drink . . . but from action. Sometimes I think I feel the need for action more than food or drink. I think that fast has benefited me in many ways.
It has helped me bring my life back into perspective. I get so caught up in the routine grind that I often forget what matters most. I am fortunate to be here tonight to put my money on the line. I have life and while I may not have nearly as much money as I would desire I know I am much richer than most of the people in this world. Above all, I have my life, fairly good health and opportunity. I have my family, my friends and my dreams.
I didn't know how I would feel tonight as they played the Star Spangled Banner for the first baseball game in a week. Today as I studied the games and shared opinions with online friends it felt good. I felt like I had reached a higher level of maturity in my ability to make money by wagering on sports.
I felt like I had washed away some bad habits that were beginning to take a toll on my performance in recent months.
My heart goes out to those who have been so deeply hurt. I pray for their healing.
Now as I prepare to enjoy watching the Phillies and the Braves I want to remind myself that win or lose tonight I am proud to live in America. I thank God for the freedom to take risk with the opportunity to be rewarded financially just for using my mind. It sure beats hard labor.
Wouldn't you know it. I'm already down a run in the game, but that is why I love doing this so much.
May I never forget . . .
Where there's odds . . . there's hope.
