Chapter 4: Three Men and a Jackpot
Chapter 4
Sunday morning arrived bright and clear, filling Charlie's beach house with a calm, lazy atmosphere. After yesterday's big wins, spirits were high. Alan, however, looked a bit restless, sipping his coffee nervously as he glanced between Charlie and me.
"Two more playoff games today," Charlie announced enthusiastically, settling onto the sofa with a fresh cup of coffee. "We've got Vikings versus Rams and Titans versus Colts. Any magical predictions today, Jake?"
I hesitated slightly, trying to recall details from my previous life's memories. Unlike yesterday's games, today's matchups hadn't stood out particularly clearly in my mind. No special blowouts or memorable plays came to me, only the vague knowledge that the Rams and Titans would advance.
"Nothing exact," I admitted honestly, "but I'm pretty confident the Rams and Titans will both win."
Charlie raised an eyebrow. "Pretty confident? That's it? No magical scores this time?"
I shook my head apologetically. "humm, put that Viking and Rams will have more than 70 points in total."
Charlie scratched his chin thoughtfully. "Hmm. That will give us great odds."
Alan looked up sharply, setting his mug down with a loud clink. "Wait, you're not seriously considering another big bet, are you?"
Charlie shrugged casually. "Why not? We're playing with house money now, Alan."