Flashback: Betting on the NFL Draft

Well, the NFL draft is now over, undrafted free agents are being signed as we speak and the three months of non-stop talk about the draft is finally over. If you stopped by the blog last Thursday, you saw we posted a column about betting on the draft, which I promised to deliver a follow up, to either brag about my imaginary riches, or sulk in my misery of being fictionally poor. So, let’s recap, shall we?

Who will be the second overall pick of the draft?

Eric Fisher (-200)
Dion Jordan (+175)
Geno Smith (+750)
Luke Joeckel (+1500)

Pick: Joeckel (15,000 Jerjonesies)

Result: Joeckel for 225,000 Jerjonesies!

My hunch paid off as Fisher became the first pick and the Jags gladly swept in to take Joeckel. If I go .500 the rest of the way, I’ll reach my goal of 200,000 Jerjonesies.

The following bets will be Over/Unders on the draft slot of the given player.

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Betting on the NFL Draft

As all you sports nuts know (if you don’t know, you’re not allowed to lay claim to that title), the NFL Draft starts tonight, thanks to the NFL’s war on TV ratings. Thanks to Bill Barnwell of Grantland  and the online sportsbook Bovada, we’ve got a plethora of bets currently listed in regards to outcomes for tonight’s draft (note: I only read the first section of Barnwell’s article. Any of the same choices or reasoning is completing coincidental). I’ve decided it would be fun to go on the record with my choices and see how I turned out. For this exercise, we’ll use the fictional currency “Jerjonesy,” a nearly worthless piece of plastic with in over-valued sense of self. As for special rules of the game, I will have 100,000 Jerjonesies to bet, with the goal of doubling up on my investment.

Ridley’s on Football Outsiders

Our very own Mike Ridley recently had a guest article published on the highly-regarded Football Outsiders website. Make sure to check it out and let him know what an idiot he is in the comments.

What I Would Do if I Won the Lottery

Recently, a big Powerball Jackpot was awarded to a lucky man in New Jersey for the sum of $338 million. Of course, this got me thinking, “What would I do if I won that much money?” (“That much money” of course being the approximately $115 million the winner would receive after a taxes, assuming they take the lump sum amount). The obvious answer? Move, change my name and never talk to any of you sheep-shaggers again!

But in all seriousness, winning that large chunk of change is an astronomical, life-changing event. Just the thought of it makes me pensive (it’s likely the accountant in me). So I’ve gathered my thoughts and made of list of the ten things I would do if I won the lottery.

1. Change My Name: What? You thought I was kidding? I think changing your name is almost an absolute must. I don’t want all sorts of people coming out of the woodwork. All that would do is lessen my already pessimistic view of society. I don’t need people I haven’t seen since Bush Sr. was president stalking me on Facebook and asking for money. Speaking of…
   
2. Set Up a “Charity” System: It’s inevitable, when you come into large sums of money and people know the amount of said money, you’ll find yourself at the wrong end of a lot of requests, sob stories and charity cases. Do you have money to hand out when you win $115M? Sure, but you have to be smart about it. That’s why I’d set up a tier system based on the last time we spoke (work settings don’t count) that would look something like this:
   • > 5 years: I’ll look in my wallet and give you the largest bill I have. Since I’m too paranoid to carry $50’s and $100’s, you’re probably looking at some face time with Andrew Jackson.
   • 3-5 years: I’ll require a written request for funds, which must be notarized and be accompanied by two letters of recommendations. Max amount: $250. Lesson: Nothing’s ever free.
   • 18-36 months: This group is probably the group that I hung out with in college but lost contact with as the years went by. They must also submit a written request, but that’s it. Max amount: $1,000, but only with legitimate reasons.
   • 12-18 months: This is the trickiest of all groups. They don’t quite fit the natural fading of friendships as the previous group, but also haven’t talked to you for over a year, so what do you do? Answer: $1,000 36-month bonds. They’ll get a nice chunk of money, but they have to wait for it (yes, I’m evil, I know.)
   • 6-12 months: Since I moved almost 6 months ago to the day, this is the group of people who I had contact with in Boise but have failed to stay in touch with since my move, whether my fault or theirs. Also a tricky group to decide on, so they’ll get a $2,500 36-month bond or $1,500 towards a business idea (I encourage entrepreneurialism to its fullest).
   • < 6 months: Finally, my close group of friends. At this point I figure I’ve given away roughly $100,000. Mere pittance of my total sum of wealth, but then again, most of this is going to people that I would’ve never spoken to otherwise, so it seems fitting. Anyway, I don’t want to create a rapper-like entourage where my wealth is spent maintaining lavish lifestyles for 200 people (cough, MC Hammer, cough), so I’ll give each person a rather generous one-time gift. If the friends have children, they’ll receive a $25,000 gift towards their college fund that can ONLY be used for said purposes. Failure to comply will result if five high-priced lawyers directly up your wazoo (educating children is fundamental, don’t get greedy for yourselves!) If you don’t have children, I’ll pay off your car or help pay off your house, up to the previously mentioned $25,000 mark. This will allow you to have extra discretionary income without the option to blow it on stupid purchases. If you really want the money, you can sell your house and get the paid equity I gave you. It may be tough love, but it’s a smart financial move.
3. Buy a New Corvette: I know this isn’t a smart financial move, but hey, if I’m going to give away $100,000 to people who probably don’t know where I even live, I might as well spend that much on a car I’ve always wanted right? I’ve wanted a Corvette since I was 12 and if you don’t love the brand new ‘Vette, you should see a shrink.
4. Pay Off My House: This is obviously assuming that I don’t move. But I don’t need to go buy a huge beach-side mansion in Beverly Hills. My guess is I wouldn’t like to talk with most celebrities, let alone live among them. And besides, more house = more cleaning and I struggle keeping 1,600 square feet clean.
5. Take Care of My Immediate Family: Item #2 doesn’t apply to my immediate family. Everything I am/do is because of them. They won’t have to worry about anything financially again. (How’s that for a curveball?)
6. Start My Own Business: What would it be? I’m not sure yet, but I know that given the chance, I’m going to be my own boss.
7. Travel the World: You’ve only got one life (don’t confuse this with YOLO, for the love of all that is holy), experience as much as you can. Australia, Alaska, the Swiss Alps, Rome, London, all of it.
8. Finally Buy a Good Computer: I know that what’s top of the line today is old hat tomorrow, but having a computer that doesn’t crash every two days would be nice.
9. Set Up an Education Endowment: As previously mentioned, education is going to be key for this country moving forward. Our country seems to become more dependent, less educated and less motivated with each passing generation. Let’s at least teach a man how to fish before we decide to feed him.
10. Start a CrossFit gym: If you know me, you know that CrossFit is a big deal to me. Why not use my expansive wealth to open a state of the art gym to better myself and others? And this differs from #6 as this will be run as a non-profit. Think YMCA meets CrossFit.

Well, that’s my list. Feel free to tell me how evil I am or what you would do different in the comments.

Tony Romo’s Contract: A Cowboys Fan’s Perspective

Last Friday, in the waning hours of the workday before the weekend, news broke of the Dallas Cowboys and their quarterback, Tony Romo, coming to an agreement on a contract extension. The fact that Romo got the extension was no surprise (more on that later), the only thing left to mystery was the details: 6 years, $108 millon, $55 million guaranteed, making his total contract, including this year, for 7 years and $119.5 million, just the 15th contract to break the nine-digit mark in the NFL.

Over the weekend, I let the news of the extension and terms set it, gather my thoughts and try to piece them together in a coherent statement of my feelings on the contract.