It’s crazy to think there is an entire city in this world basically built upon the idea of gambling. The wagering of money in large amounts from billions of people coming through it year in and out. The beautiful city of Las Vegas shines like a oasis in the desert.
I’d be lying if I said there aren’t a couple of sidewalks in Las Vegas that I helped build. Sometimes I get a sense of pride as I’m walking down the street knowing I generously help build some of these mammoth structures. Mostly though, I’m just trying to forget like the pain of a pregnant woman who still has another baby after she forgets how she cursed the man who impregnated her.
So, here I am today and what starts the beginning of the Colorado Rockies vs. Houston Astros series. Yeah, no big deal to most. But for me, this is the start of a yearly wagering event where not only goods and services are lost, more importantly the bragging rights that come along with a series win. No Las Vegas, but the stakes are just as high.
After graduating from college, my good friend and roommate Ozzy decided to become one of those people called Houstonites or Houstonians or another name this writer is unaware of. That started it all.
See in Texas, people have this complex that everything is bigger and better. Drive through the state and you’ll see all the signs. Even littering signs will proclaim “Don’t mess with Texas don’t litter.” Plenty of places to read “Everything is bigger in Texas.” Yes, I agree even overblown attitudes of grandeur. And that is where the heated series between the Rockies and Astros gets its roots.
Ozzy has this grand idea the Astros are better than the Rockies, eventhough he was a Rockies fan until his departure. I can’t help but think it was the heat and living in desert like conditions, except with %100 humidity, that warped his brain. That’s no excuse though.
So every year, well in advance we talk smack somewhere over some beer sometime. It could be Christmas or the middle of February. It always gets brought up and each year the bet raised just a little higher.
One year the victory was sweet as I was paid my winnings during my birthday trip to Mardi Gras with the boys in tow. Ozzy handed me my winnings and they became some of the tastiest beers I can remember. I think they call that the sweet taste of victory.
Last year was frustrating because of the scheduling of Major League Baseball. The series was only six games, so there could be a tie. My Rockies went up a quick three games only to lose the next three and thereby tied the series. No bragging rights last year.
When the schedules were announced this year, I was quick to notice it was a seven gamer. Yep, somebody would have to win. No wussy ties this year.
So of course there have been jabs thrown and more smack talk along the way. This will be the first year I will get to see the entire series live, as I’ll be going this whole week in Denver and then travelling to Houston in June to finish it off.
And the new addition to the bet this year beyond the simple money (which is always good) is a bottle of wine (loser chooses). The loses chooses could make for an interesting bottle of wine, but I have drank some really bad wine in my lifetime. So I’m not sure there are any sour grapes from a loser that I haven’t already had.
Maybe I should be looking at wine selections, but I’m sure there will be no need for that.
Go ROCKIES!! Daddy needs new shoes…
Funny Photos. Todd Helton putting his tongue out to the camera and Ubaldo flipping it off?
Spotted! Todd Helton by Tom Walsh