Wednesday, April 30, 2025
Results from 4/29/25
Tuesday, April 29, 2025
New Model And Picks For Tonight
Friday, April 25, 2025
Pick Results
Results from last post:
Thomas Harley u1.5 +130 L
Esa Lindell u2.5 +110 L
Darnell Nurse u2.5 -188 W
John Carlson u1.5 -120 L
T. Van Riemsdyk u1.5 +120 W
Mike Matheson u2.5 -168 W
Wednesday, April 23, 2025
Picks For Tonight
I had some time today so I dusted off my new little NHL xBlocks model and capped the 3 games we have tonight. The following are bets that I have that I believe to be +EV. The edges aren't huge by any means but I think they do offer some expected value. Hopefully we get ourselves into the green with these tonight.
As always, these are completely free, all from Draft Kings, and are either risking one unit or to win one unit. I'm not even posting on X about the new post so if you're here, good for you. These are all NHL Blocks.
Thomas Harley u1.5 +130
Esa Lindell u2.5 +110
Darnell Nurse u2.5 -188
John Carlson u1.5 -120
T. Van Riemsdyk u1.5 +120
Mike Matheson u2.5 -168
Check back tomorrow for results.
Tuesday, April 15, 2025
Mardi Gras And Currencies
A little something different today. Before we dive in, I will have some more 'NHL Blocks' picks up once the playoffs start. It's been pretty slow for me betting wise lately. I've been using Draft Kings almost exclusively, really betting only when I have some sort of bonus or free bet. I sort of ran out of steam with Blocks, to be honest. It's a weird market where I price something like 50 guys each time I look at it but only end up with a handful of bets. They're profitable but I don't love the hourly rate on it. {By the way, if anyone wants this model I'd let it go for less than a grand. I like building models more than betting these days so if anyone wants some ready made models, hit me up on X @poogsBLOG} All my NHL models ended up like that. Lots of data, lots of ice time to look at (5 on 5, PP, penalty kill). I don't love capping props at the ends of seasons either. Too many weird incentives with coaches benching guys and some teams not really trying. (When I was doing this full time though it was the opposite. Ends of seasons would often give me decent edges, similar to pre-season. The difference is that I was super plugged into the leagues and the news. I just don't really have the time nor the will for that anymore but if you're an aspiring sharp, the very starts and very ends of seasons should be a busy time for you). I always tend to do better with props in the playoffs for all sports, so be on the lookout once they start. I sprayed big time on the Masters, somewhat regrettably. It was a great tournament to watch and DK made sure to pump out all kinds of live hole bonuses on which I ran pretty bad. At least I know I'll have this account for the upcoming NFL season though which is good.
Today's post is going to be somewhat two-fold; part trip report, part post about currency.
I mentioned it very briefly on here before, but I went to Mardi-Gras during the year I was in Las Vegas, which was early 2011. I know it's quite a long time ago and the details might be fuzzy but surprisingly, I feel like I do remember a lot about that trip. Some of it was so surreal and different from anything I was remotely used to, so a lot of it was seared into my mind.
I departed Las Vegas by myself and met my best friend there at the time (the same kid who lived in Detroit and whose place we stopped at for a couple days on our trip out to Las Vegas). He was with a friend from grad school and we stayed at his friends house which was right in the middle of everything. So it was mostly three of us, me, Joe and Zack. Joe and I had been friends for decades and Zack fit in immediately.
The main thing of Mardi Gras is the parades. All kinds of people, mostly women, would be on these huge floats and they'd toss out beads to the people in the crowd. This is where the beads mostly come from (kind of like the mining rewards for bitcoin). You could bring your own beads but if I remember correctly, that was sort of looked down on. You were expected to EARN your beads. Work for 'em.
Since it was so long ago, I can't really go through each night and what happened and where we went, so I'll go through the highlights, the overall theme and feelings I had and tie it into the currency thing. You'll see.
-The general vibe of Mardi Gras was dirty, cramped, alcohol soaked fun. It was nasty and real but there wasn't a feeling of violence or trouble in the air that you sometimes get at big events. It really was just one gigantic, sexed up outdoor party. Tons of outdoor music. All of a sudden out of nowhere a full marching band would just appear and do its thing down the street, which was pretty cool. You could walk right out of a bar with a drink in your hands down there too which added to the outdoor party feel.
-I had my first encounter with 'shot girls' on this trip. A big thing at Mardi Gras is these bright neon shots in test tubes. All the bars had them, you could get flights of them and you'd see people walking around all over the place with them. I was walking through a bar and suddenly feel a test tube going INTO the front of my pants. Next thing I know, these two girls were on top of me, feeding me test tube shots before I even knew what was going on. It's naive, I know, but I had no idea these girls were working. I'm doing shots, they're doing shots, they're being poured into my mouth, I don't even know where they were coming from. I think I'm flirting with these girls! It all happened so fast and as I sort of go to walk away, they start grabbing me and are like 'you owe us $100!' (I have no idea what the amount was but something like that.) I'm genuinely perplexed for a second before it hits me; 'oh they work for the bar. They're working lol'. I honestly had no idea. We start arguing a little bit, my friends emerge and a little bit of a crowd starts to gather. This is not good. I remember they held my hat hostage for a minute. I cut my losses and gave them some cash, I don't remember exactly what happened but they kept wanting more and more. I think I refused to pay for the drinks they had. I don't remember the details exactly but I remember walking away feeling like I got hustled bad and that it could have been a lot worse. They must have made a killing doing that. The shots probably didn't even have any alcohol in them. It was a good lesson for a young, somewhat still naive kid.
-One clear memory I have was standing in a crowd and suddenly a STUNNING women emerges from above on a balcony, all by herself. She starts doing this little dance/strip tease thing and people start going wild, yelling for her to take off her top. So she takes off her top, and then her bra. Everyone down below is firing beads at her and practically frothing at the mouth. This woman was beautiful. She turns around and starts taking off her pants! Just as she's about to get fully naked on this balcony, the balcony door opens, a mans arm comes out of it and yanks her back inside to the chorus of many disappointed boos.
-One day we were out and about and we decided we wanted to check out the city while the sun was actually out. We were walking around, in and out of different places, and the biggest thing I remember from it was how unbearably slow everything was down there. And I do mean everything. The service, the way people talked, the way they moved. I feel like even the dogs moved slow. It was like watching a video on .75 speed. I'm from Boston and everyone says we're all sped up here so the contrast was shocking. And I've been all over, I know most places are slow compared to the Northeast but this was on a different level. It's funny at first but eventually it gets old. It's one of the main reasons I don't think I'll ever live outside of the Northeast.
One of their big specialties down there was alligator so I decided to try an alligator sub. I'm not kidding when I tell you that it took an hour and a half to get this sub. And certainly it was busy but not THAT busy. And the sub was god-awful. It was super chewy and tasted like fried rubber. I didn't even finish it. That same day, it rained hard for a couple hours and the whole entire block was completely flooded. This was only a few years removed from Hurricane Katrina and I could not believe how unprepared they were for a couple inches of rain.
-The main thing that I remembered though, the single biggest takeaway I had from this trip, was the complete and utter transformation of peoples relation to beads. Now keep in mind, we're talking about cheap, plastic beads that you could probably buy a thousand of for fifty bucks. For these few days on these specific couple streets, these things may as well been gold. I'm not even exaggerating. When they would get thrown from parades, people would POUNCE on them. Think of a home run ball going into a crowded bleacher section. I can still remember grabbing a string of them at the same time as someone else and the string breaking and them flying all over the place. Men would fight tooth and nail for them in hopes of exchanging them for a quick look at some random boobs later on.
But if you thought the men went feral for beads, wait till you hear about the women. The beads became a sort of barometer for how hot the women were. You'd see really good looking women in skimpy clothes almost literally drowning in beads by the end of the night. And they loved it. It was some weird form of peacocking for them. Another image I have burned into my mind is walking down the street really late at night and seeing this really short, downright stunning woman walking towards us, all by herself. She was tiny, absolutely gorgeous, and covered in beads. I mean she could barely walk. She was more bead than woman. And I'll never forget the look of confidence and satisfaction on her face and the STRUT with which she walked, and deservedly so! People got out her way. This little 5 foot nothing woman, all alone just peacocking down Bourbon street, drowning in beads like some sort of God. There was smoke all around her and a chorus of cherubs playing trumpets in her wake (not really but you get the point). It may be the single defining image of that trip for me.
-Another interesting thing was where the 'line' sort of officially got drawn by the police. There were obviously cops all over the place but they mostly just hung back and watched. Sometimes the girls would get a little crazy and try to flip the script by offering beads to guys to whip out their dicks. A group of them asked Zack, and right as he started unzipping his fly, a cop came out of NOWHERE and grabbed him and told him he'd get arrested if he did. So the rules were clear; naked women were fine, if not heavily encouraged. Naked men; absolutely not. Everyone seemed to be just fine with this arrangement.
But the beads turning into real currency thing always fascinated me. You'd get these hilarious interactions where a woman would flash you out of nowhere, expecting beads. Usually you'd comply but not always. You'd be surprised at how many women have boobs that you don't want to see. It really was an interesting case study in supply and demand. The beads were in such demand, to the point where it outweighed even the demand for boobs in some instances! I'm telling you, for a 48 hour window on a couple blocks, the beads were priceless. You'd get women asking for beads for free and you'd have this sort of jokey, weird negotiation. "One boob, really quick!" I know it sounds gross now but it was like being on a different planet. Everyone knew the score, especially the women. No one was hurt or exploited. It was like a weird, bizarro little economy of boobs and beads. Everyone would be looking for them on the ground like they were gold bars. You had to manage your supply very carefully, too. You might be tempted to give em all out early but then you'll regret it later. Conversely, if you held on to them too long, you completely miss out and you're left with worthless pieces of plastic at the end of the night. It was hilarious at the end of the trip when we still had a bunch of them leftover and realized obviously we had to throw them out. It's funny when that switch gets flipped and you snap out of it, like 'oh yea, these are shitty little nothing pieces of plastic on a string. Last night I was ripping these out of someone else's hand and this morning I'm calmly placing them in the trash'.
I think it shows how currency, really, at the end of the day, is not real. It's not really a thing, it's a substitute for something else. It's a way for a need to be met. It also showed me the real meaning of subjective value. An object can be almost worthless one day, very valuable the next day, and back to worthless a day later. And different things are worth different amounts to different people. I don't know, I'm not explaining it great but you get it.
Besides the bead thing, the main thing I would say about Mardi Gras is that it was a blast and absolutely worth doing once for a young single guy or girl, but exactly once. I would never go back again. I distinctly remember the flight home, tired and hungover with a layover in Houston. On the flight from Houston to Boston, I was sat next to the single fattest woman I have ever seen on a plane in my life. I was in the window seat with the middle seat next to me empty. The plane seemed to be full so I was really happy thinking I had lucked out with a nice spacious peaceful flight home. And the very last person to get on was a woman so fat that she was being pushed in one of those fatso scooter things. The second I saw her I knew I was fucked. She wedged herself into the seat, put her gigantic bag of Swedish Fish into the pocket in front of her, and I was smushed against her and the plane for the next 4 hours. It was literally like a comedy movie. You could barely see me. I remember having the thought that if the plane went down I would be okay with it, lol. I was spent.
That's about it for today. Not my best post, I know, but they can't all be home runs. I will definitely have some sports betting stuff up soon, some picks at some point, another book review, some stocks and bitcoin stuff, and a big post about aliens. I have a few things swirling around in the noggin.
Bye for now, thanks for reading!
Tuesday, April 8, 2025
Tariffs, Trump, Stonks, Crypto And More. A Big Look Around.
Bit of an old school type post today as we will be taking a look around the macro/political situation of the world, figure out what the hell is the deal with the tariffs, talk about Stonks and crypto a little bit plus some more things.
First off, tariffs. Where we all pretend that sophmore year of high school WASN'T the last time we ever remotely had tariffs on the brain. So let's zoom out a bit, start from the very bottom and go from there. What is a tariff, exactly? It is simply a tax that a country puts on an imported good. Pretty simple. The goal is, generally, to punish imports which will, in turn, incentivize consumers to buy goods that are made in their home country. Which will eventually incentivize producers to produce goods inside the country that is imposing the tariffs, which will hopefully have all kinds of trickle down effects.
So we all know the basics. Trump imposed sweeping tariffs pretty much across the board and all hell broke loose across the financial markets. So what is going on exactly? Why would Trump do something so wildly unpopular? We've all seen this tariff move get destroyed by pretty much everyone; it's of course fresh meat on the bone for the left. The libertarian right and academic economists on both sides just automatically hate tariffs. But I think some of their thinking is short sighted and flawed, so let's take a look at both sides.
The anti-tariff crowd is against them for one simple reason; it's a tax that, in their mind, hurts the consumer. By artificially imposing higher costs on a trade partner, we force them to raise their prices which will hurt the American consumer in the end. Tariffs also stoke unnecessary tensions with other countries, who might impose tariffs of their own, starting a trade war.
In a vacuum, these people are mostly right. But nothing happens in a vacuum and the tariffs can hurt importers and even consumers slightly and STILL be the right move, IF the consequences of the tariffs have enough of an effect to off shoot the damage done to imports. For example, let's say a tariff on imported cars raises costs for importers to the tune of 20% of the sale price. The academics will tell you that this cost will simply be passed on the consumer, and cars will now be 20% higher. But if imported cars could be sold for 20% higher, than why aren't they 20% higher already? I promise you, companies are all already selling their products for as much as they possibly can. Cars made in America will have a sizeable competitive advantage, which is obviously the point of tariffs in the first place. So if, as a result of the tariffs, a lot more cars get made in America, what are the trickle down effects? You have more people employed here, obviously, which has all kinds of trickle down effects of its own. More people have more money and more work means more work. You have more raw materials needed, extracted, treated, moved, more tax revenue, more money staying in America and more foreign money coming in. So maybe the net effect is that all cars go up something like 5-10% in price, but millions of good, real, needed jobs are created. The 'grad school is my job' egg-heads love to look at that 5-10% increase in price and say 'SEE! IT'S BAD!' But they aren't considering the entire picture because the entire picture can't be exactly quantified.
The anti-tariff argument is everywhere and is easy to find, so let's dive into a pro-tariff argument. The best defense of tariffs that I have seen uses Great Britain as an example.
*Little history lesson coming up. Some of this is copied and pasted from a Substack I like. It's worth reading yourself but it's a bit long and meandering at times. I've included the major parts and cut a lot out. The TLDR version is that England had tariffs until the 1860's, once the Liberal Party came to power. They didn't like tariffs. Once they got rid of them, a ton of Englands factories disappeared, along with the working men with the know-how on how to build things. When WWII came, England had to spend nearly all of its gold to buy planes and tanks and trucks for the war, all of which would become obsolete in a couple short decades. When the War ended, England was left broke, without any gold and without factories and industry. Read on for more detail or if that's good enough, skip the next few paragraphs.*
(you can read this link too for a good in depth look at the decline of England and more on tariffs)
In the mid 1800's, England was at the height of its powers. Its factories pumped out goods sold for immense profits around the world, and its only remote threat was America, who was in a distant second place at the time. Its navies absolutely ruled the seas and its society was more prosperous than it ever was or ever would be. From 1850 to about 1900, England set the standard for what a nation could and should be.
Then came the decline. Very, very slowly. But decline it did.
"First there was the Agricultural Depression, which wreaked havoc in the countryside and hollowed out all levels of country society, from the now near-starvation laborers to the increasingly impoverished lords.
Next came the wealth taxes, death taxes, income taxes, and regulations of Churchill, Lloyd George, and Asquith of 1909-11. These further hollowed out traditional society and pushed increasing amounts of wealth and power into the hands of financiers.
Then came World War I, a war England had no reason to be in but which drained her of her best men, her wealth, and her imperial vigor nonetheless. At the end of it she had nearly a million men dead, over a million and a half wounded, and a country on the precipice of self-immolation.
By the time the Empire was at its greatest extent in the 1920s, a hollow victory given the increasing despondency and impoverishment of the population, England was somehow in a worse position than she found herself in when the war ended. Namely, Churchill’s botched attempt to return to the pre-war gold standard further obliterated England’s export industries and led to a class war of the sort the 1926 General Strike epitomized."
In the early 1850's England's politics were dominated by two parties, the Tories and the Whigs. One thing that they agreed on was being in support of tariffs. However, eventually a third party was created and rose to power in the early 1860s; the Liberal Party. A major plank in its platform was to do away with tariffs. Just a few years later, Bismark united Germany, and on Britain’s doorstep sat a budding industrial behemoth that produced steel and coal on a scale commensurate with its size.
"England went from being the leading industrial producer to one gradually edged out by other countries, namely America and Germany.
Then came World War II. With its industries hollowed out, England was unable to produce the implements of war. Planes, tanks, trucks, AA guns had to be bought from mostly America, and it had to be paid for in gold. So England pretty much emptied its gold reserves and shipped it off to America, as ships filled with war equipment made in America went the other direction.
In the past, England would have been able to produce its own weapons and thus keep its gold and other assets in the country as the wealth of the nation. Such is what it did during the 7 Years’ War, the War of American Independence, and the Napoleonic Wars. So, though those fights proved expensive, they weren’t the ruination of the country. Its assets were intact.
Not so with the world wars, particularly the Second World War. By then, decades of Liberal-minded policy meant that English industry, once the envy of the world, had been opened up to the world and thus ruined by it. As such, the factories, mills, and works on which it once would have been able to rely weren’t there, and thus every drop of wealth left was packed on a ship and sent to America. Now it resides in Fort Knox, where America holds everything from sovereigns and Brittannias to pieces of eight and doubloons, the accumulated treasure of centuries shipped here for obsolete tanks, trucks, and planes the country that had once accumulated that gold had made itself unable to produce.
That became a public problem when World War II came: those car factories that would have existed had they been protected by tariffs would have built the planes and vehicles necessary for the war effort. But because of Ford and Churchill, they no longer existed. They went out of business, were sold off, and the employees that would have worked there and known how to make such things non-existent. So instead of producing what it needed, England bought what it needed from America and bankrupted itself in the process.
Thus ended the empire. Left broke, unable to produce what it needed, swamped by foreign goods, without productive industry to tax to pay off its debt, and in the throes of class war created by the tough economic environment of free trade (a problem McKinley saved America from with tariffs), England was a basket case in 1945 and remains one today. The empire dribbled away, the wealth never returned, and now what was once an industrial power that ruled a quarter of the world is a service economy full of real estate owned mainly by Arabs and the Chinese"
*End of history lesson*
So that's a pretty good defense of tariffs, in my opinion. If you look at trade in a vacuum, that is, only looking at trade and not considering anything else, tariffs do seem like a terrible idea. And I think that is the way a lot of economists think; almost like it's a term paper to turn in. It's the academic-ization of everything. They point to the US doing a little bit worse overall in trade and conclude that they were right. But you have to see the whole picture, obviously. The idea behind tariffs is that we more than make up for what we lose in trade by making our country a lot stronger overall by producing and creating things here. That's how I see that side of the argument, at least. Again, we'll see.
It's obvious why a hedge fund or a Wal Mart would hate tariffs, but I think the regular American Joe is a bit misguided in their contempt for them. It's kind of a big wealth transfer, for once this time going from the top down. The stock market lost something like $8 trillion in value as a result of the tariffs being announced, but more (good, real) work being done in America means more money to the hollowed out middle class. That's where that stock market money will mostly end up. Less investment in a horror-factory in China with slave labor and anti-suicide nets, more investment in a new factory in Ohio. Less of an absolute race to the bottom where whichever country can pay its 'workers' the least and invest the least amount in its infrastructure while still churning out a barely sellable product wins. Also, the climate people should love this. Instead of a tiny plastic container of fruit being picked in Brazil, packaged in Argentina and then sold in New Jersey, now it all gets made in America. Think of the reduction in plane, ship, train and truck rides.
I'm obviously no tariff expert, but neither are you. The old libertarian in me hates any new tax on principle, but I have been slowly shedding my libertarian skin for the past 5 years or so now. I'm willing to see how it all plays out. Trump has earned that, at least.
Speaking of the stock market, this feels like a great dip buying opportunity. I've been adding on to my positions pretty much as much as possible the past few days. I do think it'll probably keep going lower for a little while, but who knows. There does seem to be some indecision in the market. Everything has the floor fall out of it and then pumps the next day. The general sentiment is that institutions are selling and retail is buying which is never a great feeling. I think that if you've been thinking about entering the market, watching from the sidelines, now is a good time to get in. Be greedy when others are fearful. Even if the tariffs are a disaster, they won't last forever. Not even close.
Crypto has actually held up generally well, considering. Bitcoin dominance continues to be the big story this cycle. The BTC/ETH ration is .019 right now! That means ETH is historically cheap compared to BTC. So you can get some good discounts on alt-coins right now if that's your thing.
Really hard to tell where we are right now in the BTC cycle. It doesn't feel at all like we topped out at $108ish K, but it's also hard to feel like a 3x bull market is right around the corner. If this last top was the top, we might be looking at a much different BTC market going forward. Less volatile with less insane blow off tops, but also not so brutal lows. I'm pretty zen about it all now though, I just stick to my plan, DCA, and buy more on big red days.
Random stuff
-White Lotus wrapped up season 3 a couple days ago and what a disappointment! This season sucked in general but the finale was really bad. That's a great show in general though and I'll be watching season 4. I think they should do a snowy/ski resort next time.
-I've been reading a lot lately, even a couple modern, really good sports betting books, so I might do another books review/list.
That's about it for today, check back soon, I'll have some sports betting stuff up next.
BTC price: $77k
BTC marketcap: $1.53T
Overall marketcap: $2.44T
BTC dominance: 62.6%(!)
Total cryptos on coin marketcap: 13.42M
Wednesday, April 2, 2025
Pick Results
Nick Seeler u2.5 Blocks +105 L
Jacob Middleton o2.5 Blocks +135 L
Officially at -.42 units after 6 plays. I'll get us in the green soon. I've been tinkering around with some MLB props so I might have some of those up too. It feels ridiculous not to, again considering how many different prop markets Draft Kings offers. I've noticed my rewards and little bonus offers have started drying up so my days there may be numbered. I've been doing pretty good on Blocks overall but still betting tiny amounts so even if I do get the boot eventually, I don't think it'll be anytime soon.
I tend to lay relatively low in the 'NFL offseason' on books that I really want to stay at. I remember when I ran my book, we would basically never even think about cutting people off during NFL (unless they were having payment issues). The entire NFL season is like a complete whirlwind for a sports book. You're just looking to get as many people as possible in. The offseason is when the sharp guys would kind of expose themselves and we would think about if we even wanted certain guys action. Other bookies I've talked to/worked with often said similar things. If you have a really good PPH account and you're hammering away every day during the MLB season, you're going to really stick out. Just something to keep in mind.
Check back soon, I have some time today so I may have some more bets up and I should have an actual post up by this weekend.
Bye for now!