ESPN.com has a promotion called “Streak for the Cash.” If a person can correctly predict 25 straight sporting outcomes, they win $1 million. Most of the choices to pick from are the major sporting events of the day (baseball, basketball, football, hockey, soccer, etc.) with a few random things thrown in from time to time (Presidential election, MMA, which player will score more points, etc.).
Yesterday, one of the people had reached 24 straight correct predictions. One more correct prediction and he wins $1 million. He picked the Green Bay Packers to defeat the New Orleans Saints on Monday Night Football. Can you imagine having to sit around all day waiting for the game to start, knowing that you’re one victory away from being a millionaire? What special kind of torture is that? Did this guy go to work? Did he just sit at home and stare at his Packers prediction and debate changing it?
Last Christmas Eve I brought a certain lack of joy to our family gathering because my fantasy football stud Brandon Marshall was having a bad game and it was going to make me lose our Fantasy Football Championship, giving me the 2nd place winnings of $150 instead of $400. I was pissed and inconsolable over a difference of $250. I can’t imagine what I’d be doing when Aaron Rodgers was throwing interceptions last night and my $1 million was going down the drain.
I think ESPN.com should do a documentary on the next person to reach 24. I want them to follow the person around for the 24 hours leading up to his final prediction. I want cameras watching his every move during the game. Do you think he’d injure a cameraman midway through the game when his prediction was about to go up in flames? Would he even watch the game, or just go hide in a movie theater for a couple of hours? Is he watching by himself, or does he have a $1 million party with all his friends over? When exactly does that party end? Are friendships destroyed when he starts kicking his dog and punching his TV? Do you think last night’s loser is on his way to Aaron Rodgers house to kill him as we speak? I need to know these things. I need to know because I want to make sure I’m not the only lunatic out there.
Also, as a side note, Rocking the Suburbs might not be bringing the thunder as consistently over the next week or two. I’ll be in a turkey/football coma on Thursday and out of town after that. Also, Graham got a part-time job (as a male escort) so he’ll have to figure out how to prioritize the following: job, wife, child, Wii, watching sports, bathing, drinking, blogging. I think blogging will come before wife and child, but after Wii and drinking.