Something Wrong With Me

My best friend Page just called me from the new Winn Hotel & Casino in Vegas. I asked him to go to the sports book and place two bets for me: $100 on Villanova to win it all in March, and another $100 on the Cubs to end their World Series drought. The big question is: Which will prove to be the worse bet? You would think that I'd have learned to stay away from my favorite teams after all these years of relentless losing, but what can I say? I guess I'm just a ceaselessly hopful, impossibly naive, predictably rah-rah moron at heart. At any rate, Page: You suck for being in Vegas while I sit in the freezing Chicago rain, you bastard. But I'm still psyched you're finally moving home!