(This is the point where I may have uttered, ‘Oh no.’ Photo courtesy of UFC.com)

It was not a bad night for the Gambling Addiction Enabler.  If not for Jorge Rivera pulling out a decision victory over Nissen Osterneck, it would have been absolutely perfect.  Alas, it wasn’t to be, though I can’t really complain.

The Bet: $20 on Martin Kampmann at -120
The Result: Won $16.67
Thoughts: I’ll admit it, when it came time for the judges’ decision to be announced and I heard the phrase “Judge Cecil Peoples scores the bout…” I was prepared to see my money go swirling down the drain.  Thankfully there were two sane men at Octagonside, so justice prevailed.  And like Thomas Jefferson said, “The best brand of justice is that which pays cash money, dog.”

The Bet: $20 on Nissen Osterneck at +140
The Result: Lost
Thoughts: You know what’s weird?  When you win money on a split decision it feels great.  But when you lose on a split decision, it just makes you angry.  Since we didn’t get a chance to see this fight aired I can’t argue with the outcome, which is a shame because I’d really like to.  Instead I have to assume that Jorge Rivera was the better man and that Osterneck is not worthy of my money ever again.

The Bet: $20 parlay on Bader + Griffin + Credeur + Simpson
The Result: Won $73
Thoughts: The Official Cage Potato Parlay continues to be a prudent investment.  And there’s something about getting a parlay right that makes you feel like a freaking genius, even if you did bet on all favorites.  If I don’t watch out I’m going to start feeling too good about myself and end up risking more than a measly twenty bucks on these parlays.  Then things will really get out of hand.

Didn’t Bet On: Junie Browning.  As you’ll recall I was fool enough to pick him, but not quite fool enough to put my money where my mouth was.  Score one for sensible restraint.

Didn’t Bet Against: Brock Larson.  He was a huge favorite over Jesse Sanders, and now we know why.  Those oddsmakers didn’t get their jobs because they have no idea what they’re doing.  They got them because they flunked out of Princeton after getting hooked on smack. 

There’s a lesson in there somewhere, but I have no idea what it is and I’m tired of all this thinking.  If you need me, my winnings and I will be at the bar.