Dudes,
It's never too late to wish my brothers in here a very Happy Fucking New Years! May each and everyone of you stay healthy, wealthy, and eat your honey.
I couldn't say this last week because she let me use her computer, but I'd like to thank Sasha for everything and more. From Russia with love she came, a true believer in world peace. There I was too, also a believer in world "piece." I've removed it from the bucket list, Russia is no more as I forge onward in globalization of penetration.
On a really shitty note, I found out today that Barry Manilow is coming in concert next month. Every time that fucker shows up here, one of my "friends" requires the need for romance in the form of roses and a dinner, as compared to the alternative, instead of feeling like my "Meat Locker." Why can't chicks grasp the realization that romance can be found in the front seat of our cars?
Nonetheless...RECAP...
Went 7-4 ATS last week, including hitting my Leg Spreader Play of the Day on OVER the posted total between MoTown's finest and The Cheeseheads. +16.9 units YTD
OK, the shit gets dangerous within the realms of the playoffs. We're like pigs wading through a piranha infested pond fabricated by the odds makers. So what the fuck do we do? I've always believed the odds makers really nut up on their profession this time of the year. They know what exactly the key players are eating, drinking, fucking, and when they're on the toilet...it's their job. What we've got to do is try and be a step ahead of them.
What's sticking out for me today are the Ravens at the Steelers and the line. Pittsburgh won their respective division, a slightly better record than Baltimore, and yet the odds makers opened the line as -3. Essentially, what Vegas is saying are these two teams mirror one another. I smell a rat here in this one looking at the continuity that led up to this week. The Steelers seemingly dominated leading into today, whereas the Ravens couldn't get laid if they dressed up like Hugh Hefner, put a pipe in their mouths, and walked into a strip joint flashing Ben Franklins around.
Then there's the Cardinals at the Panthers. Neither team makes it into the championship game in the NFC. This is the NFL's way of bending us all over without the reach around. The spread...this remains to be seen however. I think the number has a great chance of revealing itself at the buzzer. Perhaps a 20-17 final?
5 units Baltimore Ravens +3 (Leg Spreader Play of the Day)
2 units Arizona Cardinals +6
As always my fellow Penetrators of the unified Globalization front, keep it crispy,
Best of Luck,
Eddie Rebel
It's never too late to wish my brothers in here a very Happy Fucking New Years! May each and everyone of you stay healthy, wealthy, and eat your honey.
I couldn't say this last week because she let me use her computer, but I'd like to thank Sasha for everything and more. From Russia with love she came, a true believer in world peace. There I was too, also a believer in world "piece." I've removed it from the bucket list, Russia is no more as I forge onward in globalization of penetration.
On a really shitty note, I found out today that Barry Manilow is coming in concert next month. Every time that fucker shows up here, one of my "friends" requires the need for romance in the form of roses and a dinner, as compared to the alternative, instead of feeling like my "Meat Locker." Why can't chicks grasp the realization that romance can be found in the front seat of our cars?
Nonetheless...RECAP...
Went 7-4 ATS last week, including hitting my Leg Spreader Play of the Day on OVER the posted total between MoTown's finest and The Cheeseheads. +16.9 units YTD
OK, the shit gets dangerous within the realms of the playoffs. We're like pigs wading through a piranha infested pond fabricated by the odds makers. So what the fuck do we do? I've always believed the odds makers really nut up on their profession this time of the year. They know what exactly the key players are eating, drinking, fucking, and when they're on the toilet...it's their job. What we've got to do is try and be a step ahead of them.
What's sticking out for me today are the Ravens at the Steelers and the line. Pittsburgh won their respective division, a slightly better record than Baltimore, and yet the odds makers opened the line as -3. Essentially, what Vegas is saying are these two teams mirror one another. I smell a rat here in this one looking at the continuity that led up to this week. The Steelers seemingly dominated leading into today, whereas the Ravens couldn't get laid if they dressed up like Hugh Hefner, put a pipe in their mouths, and walked into a strip joint flashing Ben Franklins around.
Then there's the Cardinals at the Panthers. Neither team makes it into the championship game in the NFC. This is the NFL's way of bending us all over without the reach around. The spread...this remains to be seen however. I think the number has a great chance of revealing itself at the buzzer. Perhaps a 20-17 final?
5 units Baltimore Ravens +3 (Leg Spreader Play of the Day)
2 units Arizona Cardinals +6
As always my fellow Penetrators of the unified Globalization front, keep it crispy,
Best of Luck,
Eddie Rebel
