Actually, let me amend that: Gambling is bad, unless you win.
Back in March, I noticed that my OU Bobcats were to play a first-round game against the Georgetown Hoyas in the NCAA basketball tournament; I immediately got in touch with by friend and former colleague Robyn, who proudly possesses not one but two degrees from Georgetown, and we concocted a wager: at the first opportunity, the loser would have to buy beer for the winner, while the loser wore a shirt bearing the name of the winner’s school.
Let me be honest here. I didn’t think in a million years that OU would beat Georgetown. I was actually looking down the road at a possible Ohio State-Georgetown matchup in the Sweet Sixteen; I figured I’d lose the first game and then we’d jack up the stakes for the second.
And then, as we all know, OU thumped the Hoyas. And I’m still not sure which one of us was more surprised. Regardless, we had a chance to meet on Thursday night, and to her credit, Robyn was game, both for the beer and for putting on the shirt I brought for her:
Thanks for the beer, lady. And you’re right — you do look good in green.