One of the funniest things that happened while we were all together in Costa Rica, was
When someone came up with the idea of putting together a reality TV show based on
Handicappers all living together in a house. The handicappers would be allowed to stay
In the mansion (it has to be a mansion), as long as they are not the lowest producing
Handicapper in the house. Each handicapper would be required to produce 10 plays each
Week with the handicapper with the lowest units won or greatest units lost having to leave the house at weeks end. We imagined handicappers ranking on each others plays and arguing in front of the camera about what they thought would happen in a game. We then envisioned the audiences being able to sit back and watch the game unfold and have the winning and losing handicapper?s go through the emotions of winning or losing the game. Private interviews afterward would have a distraught handicapper trying to go through his logic in selecting the game with little consolation. The nightlife would be filled with booze, women and sports. As well as arguments and parties that went on and on. I found this whole concept amusing and in the end a pretty good idea. In a way it was taking a microcosm of our trip to Costa Rica and making it into a TV show.
Another incident I will never fore get was when we were going to see Tyson! Tyson, a true life legend of Costa Rica was a 14 Foot Long Alligator that roamed the banks of a river we were going to be traveling over. As we walked over a bridge, speeding cars passing by us with little concern for hitting anyone, I saw below us 10-15 Alligators creeping through the water in search of their next meal. As we gathered together on the bridge in order to get the best view, Mike came along with some raw chicken parts to throw into the river to give the Alligators a easy meal. As we all sat their in anticipation, the first piece of chicken was launched into the river?. And like a rock in a pond it sank to the bottom of the river sending our Alligators down with it. Mike turned to us and said, maybe I should have let the chicken defrost! All was not lost in Mike then started throwing the chicken on the banks of the river where we were able to see these monsters make their way to it and devour it with their muscular jaws. Just when we thought we were getting the hang of it, we decided to get cute and toss a piece to one of the smallest alligators in the river. The toss hit its mark and the small alligator had it within his jaws, but within a few second we realized we may have just dug that little guy?s grave, as the massive alligators all started to converge on him! I expected him to drop the chicken and just get the heck out of there, I?m not sure if he was brave or just stupid, but that little guys wasn?t dropping anything?SPLASH, SLAP, SPLASH went the water. We thought he was dead meat for sure, but in the end, after all the commotion and fighting he somehow managed to keep his meal. Chalk up one for the little guy!
Finally on our last night we went out for one last fling in town. Women, Booze and Gambling were high on our list as usual. All the boys were at their predetermined games as the clock moved from 11:00 PM to 1:00 AM in what seems a matter of moments. Having to get up early for a flight the next morning a caught a ride back to the hotel and into my room by approximately 1:15 AM. I had a bit of trouble sleeping that night and never really got into a deep sleep. It was about 3:30 AM when I heard some noise above my room, as I thought to myself what the heck is going on up there? I remembered that one of the guys on the trip had mentioned he was in room 313, the room directly above mine! The sound of high heels clicking on the floor told me one of two things, either I didn?t know this guy as well as I thought I did, or he had some company for the evening. I?m happy to report he had company for the evening and although I got little sleep the remainder of the night we sure as heck had a good laugh the next morning.
When someone came up with the idea of putting together a reality TV show based on
Handicappers all living together in a house. The handicappers would be allowed to stay
In the mansion (it has to be a mansion), as long as they are not the lowest producing
Handicapper in the house. Each handicapper would be required to produce 10 plays each
Week with the handicapper with the lowest units won or greatest units lost having to leave the house at weeks end. We imagined handicappers ranking on each others plays and arguing in front of the camera about what they thought would happen in a game. We then envisioned the audiences being able to sit back and watch the game unfold and have the winning and losing handicapper?s go through the emotions of winning or losing the game. Private interviews afterward would have a distraught handicapper trying to go through his logic in selecting the game with little consolation. The nightlife would be filled with booze, women and sports. As well as arguments and parties that went on and on. I found this whole concept amusing and in the end a pretty good idea. In a way it was taking a microcosm of our trip to Costa Rica and making it into a TV show.
Another incident I will never fore get was when we were going to see Tyson! Tyson, a true life legend of Costa Rica was a 14 Foot Long Alligator that roamed the banks of a river we were going to be traveling over. As we walked over a bridge, speeding cars passing by us with little concern for hitting anyone, I saw below us 10-15 Alligators creeping through the water in search of their next meal. As we gathered together on the bridge in order to get the best view, Mike came along with some raw chicken parts to throw into the river to give the Alligators a easy meal. As we all sat their in anticipation, the first piece of chicken was launched into the river?. And like a rock in a pond it sank to the bottom of the river sending our Alligators down with it. Mike turned to us and said, maybe I should have let the chicken defrost! All was not lost in Mike then started throwing the chicken on the banks of the river where we were able to see these monsters make their way to it and devour it with their muscular jaws. Just when we thought we were getting the hang of it, we decided to get cute and toss a piece to one of the smallest alligators in the river. The toss hit its mark and the small alligator had it within his jaws, but within a few second we realized we may have just dug that little guy?s grave, as the massive alligators all started to converge on him! I expected him to drop the chicken and just get the heck out of there, I?m not sure if he was brave or just stupid, but that little guys wasn?t dropping anything?SPLASH, SLAP, SPLASH went the water. We thought he was dead meat for sure, but in the end, after all the commotion and fighting he somehow managed to keep his meal. Chalk up one for the little guy!
Finally on our last night we went out for one last fling in town. Women, Booze and Gambling were high on our list as usual. All the boys were at their predetermined games as the clock moved from 11:00 PM to 1:00 AM in what seems a matter of moments. Having to get up early for a flight the next morning a caught a ride back to the hotel and into my room by approximately 1:15 AM. I had a bit of trouble sleeping that night and never really got into a deep sleep. It was about 3:30 AM when I heard some noise above my room, as I thought to myself what the heck is going on up there? I remembered that one of the guys on the trip had mentioned he was in room 313, the room directly above mine! The sound of high heels clicking on the floor told me one of two things, either I didn?t know this guy as well as I thought I did, or he had some company for the evening. I?m happy to report he had company for the evening and although I got little sleep the remainder of the night we sure as heck had a good laugh the next morning.
