While I wouldn't mind the monetary stipend that would come with winning the pool (note to Harvard College officials, the IRS, et. al.: this is not gambling. This is gaming.), it is not the sole reason I want to be the victor.
The reason I really want to win is to erase the memory of my junior high pool.
A friend of mine--lets call him "Poindexter"--was running a pool for a group of people back in eighth grade.
I was excited about the possibility of showing off my basketball game--picking skill in front of my peers.
And it worked. I won the pool. I was the toast of the lunchroom.
But one thing kept me from being completely satisfied--I wasn't given my much-deserved reward.
"Poindexter" took the money and ran.
Okay, so he didn't run. I saw him in second hour the next day. And I pestered him about the money (which probably wasn't more than $10) for days afterwards.
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