Every sports betting enthusiast or gambler (if you adopt a higher moral ground) has had this moment: staying up late at night - a feat he never could master in academic pursuits - refreshing a live score site, pensively waiting for the result of the last team on his betting list.
Often times, it is a team with less than 1.5 odds to win, therefore there's a real possibility that the bet will 'go in.' Or its a big team like Manchester City playing a team battling relegation - it's simply a sure win.
Because you come from a lineage of men who used up all your chances at luck, the last team or the only team you bet on will lose miserably. Often, a one-nil loss.
In the streets and villagees, you will never miss an 'I almost won half a million story except for one team' story.
You could also be having one too, a tale from your gallant but failed attempts at making too much money by doing very little.
Consequently, these experiences sports betting enthusiasts have on how they nearly struck big have a big influence on banter.
Gone are those days when you engage in a friendly banter about how such and such a team sucks.
Banter is now tied with something strong - the emotion of loss. And no loss is greater than that moment when Manchester United denied you 50k by being walloped by Watford.
No matter how good Manchester United plays, or beats teams you will never ever have anything good to say about. Not that you are willing to break the strict banter code especially as an Arsenal fan, but the vile nature of banter will increase tenfold.
As a way of purging the hatred for that team that denied you a chance of completely overhauling your fortunes, you just never ever bet on it. It's even worse if it's the team you support.
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