Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Just when you think you're the shark's lunch, those deadly jaws lose their grip, and you're swimming for the beach. For a while, anyway!

One good day does not a long-term winning strategy prove, as an old Greek geezer sort of said 2,000 years ago.

But after weeks of slip-sliding ever deeper into the red, it's exciting to see the interrupted pro hockey season resume with eight dog wins out of 12 matches.

We nailed five of them, losing only two bets out of seven on Tuesday, and things turned out the way they are supposed to.

Glancing quickly over the 5,000-plus sports events contained in my databases, I am tempted to think that odds have much more to do with whim than wisdom.

I can picture some bookie in a dark back room scribbling positive and negative numbers on scraps of paper, and dropping them into separate hats labeled for each team in each sport.

Added together, the numbers come out more or less even, but whenever the anonymous wizard of odds dips his hand into a hat, the value he pulls out is a random selection.

When a negative number comes up, the team is favored to win, and its opponent's odds are set according to the 20% gouge rule.

If a positive value is selected, the vice is naturally versa.

It doesn't really work that way, I know, but the fantasy makes about as much sense as the real-life methodology sometimes seems to do.

Now all we need is four more days like yesterday, and I can wind up this 7-dog trial with all-time best wins in both the 5x and 50x columns.

Dreams are good for us, after all...

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