September 18, 2000
NFL games are a big source of excitement here.
Although another rule recited by those who would have you survive prison is don’t gamble, I do it anyway. I only bet a few dollars and, like most, I lose. I do not play anything else. The big killer is poker where one could easily lose 100 dollars a day and essentially their ass in more ways than one.
That kind of money is something most in here cannot afford, yours truly included. And it’s really sick what some of these guys do. They lose all this money and then turn to their families to bail them out.
They’ll call their people and say “you’ve got to send me 100 bucks or I’m gonna get beat up.” I imagine that has to be a horrible thing to hear from your son, grandson, or whatever. And a lot of guys come from single mother homes. From this point on, if I’m going to do shit like that I will keep my family out of it. Never asked my mom for dope or gambling money and I never will. While I still have a lot of growing up to do, I have enough character to refrain from that.
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