First, let me offer that I am appalled at my lack of a Super Bowl pick this year. Shame on me. However, this is who I had picked...
("What the heck was that!?!?" says you, the Dear Reader. "You went to Las Vegas to bet the Super Bowl and you didn't invite me?"
“Yeah, that’s unfortunate” I respond). My 1-1 record this year lowers my overall record since I’ve been making picks to 10-7.
It all started in the halcyon days of yore... namely Thursday, January 15. I remember it like it was just a couple of weeks ago. Frontier Airlines ran a one day sale, $29 one-way tickets from about a dozen airports.
On a whim, I noted O'Hare was one of the airports. Continuing on, Las Vegas was one of the destinations. Further whimming revealed that Super Bowl Eve was available. Finally, a mid-week return trip redeye was $69, putting a 3-day impulse round trip at an impossible $98. My poker buddy, Scott (who works with me) called his wife and jumped on it. Knowing that My-Sugar-Na couldn't be away from work that long, I checked the cost of a redeye return on Sunday night, which was $109, making my round trip $140.
Although I can be a goofball, and sometimes make questionable decisions, I am rarely too impulsive. But the Vegas geek in me got caught up in how cool it would be to find a real bargain, and just say "What the Hell?" and do it like some college kids. I picked up the Bat-Emailer and contacted My-Sugar-Na, and the conversation went like this...
(SNH) - "Are we doing anything Super Bowl weekend? We could go to Las Vegas together."
M-S-N - "You and me together?"
(SNH) - "Sure. Got $140?"
M-S-N - "Sigh, I don't have $140."
(SNH) - "OK, how about this…
Fly out at 9:30 Sat 1-31 PM, arrive at 11:30 PM.
Watch the Super Bowl
Leave at 1:00 AM on Monday morning (the redeye Sunday night) and get to O’Hare by 6:30 AM, home by 9:30. You could either go to work in the PM, or take one day off.
We put the flight on our credit card, I’ll find a one-night comp room. We eat at Caesers with our points.
Scott and his wife are planning on going, but they will come back later in the week."
M-S-N - "You're serious?" (Side note; Didja notice that she didn't say no?)
I am a very traditional guy. I wear my britches up where they belong, I take off my hat at Mass, and I give you the vicarious thrill of my yearly trip to Nationals.
Ready to be vicariously thrilled?
(This blog will be continually updated on Sunday 12-11-11, as long as I have something interesting to say.)