Gotomypc.com and let me bet for god's sakes!

First, the good news: The Tribe came back on the ninth against the struggling Oakland Athletics and is right now on a first place tie with the Tigers atop the American League Central division!

Of course, I wanted to bet on the Indians against the A’s yesterday for the MLB and for the life of me, I couldn’t find my price per head account number and password anywhere. I had it saved in my laptop at home and to my disgrace, I was stuck at my cubicle for the next 7 ½ hrs. Luckily, after going through my drawers over and over again and checking every hidden file on my work computer to see if I had stored it there, I remembered I had it saved on my home PC and had also installed GotoMyPC a few days ago which allows you to access your computer remotely. That was neat. I installed the system just because my daughter needed to access something from her computer at home while we were going for coffee. She cannot unplug herself for one second and so carrying her laptop she logged on to GotoMyPC and was able to retrieve whatever nonsense bs it was that she was so desperate to find. Yeah I know I sound hypocrite, but I used the very same system: I went to GotoMyPC.com then logged in and was able to access my home laptop and retrieve my pay per head account number and password to bet heavy on the Tribe!!! Without it, I wouldn’t have won me a grand by betting the Indians yesterday! Wasn’t it a great game? I didn’t even get to watch it all...couldn’t watch the beginning but that’s ok, I’m happy as it is.

Why did I need that password so bad?

Well, my bookie has already fully moved on to a Pay Per Head service and so I no longer have to deal with him except when settling what I owe or collecting my hard earned dough (yes, it’s hard to earn when you’re not really good on parlays.) So I have to call in my bets to a Pay Per Head Sportsbook Service. And I have to admit I’m glad about that: a price per head service is a much more efficient and confidential way for me to bet. I don’t really like my bookie somedays: this is an old timer who is usually cranky and way in over his head. He’s too busy to talk, has trouble hearing and usually makes snappy comments about my sports betting choices and at times confuses me because I don’t know if he wants to manipulate my bets for me to lose or if he’s really making fun of my not so wise wagering choices. It’s simply not the type of guy I’d invite to come over for poker night with the rest of the fellows so, now that I don’t have to wager through him, my betting experience has become blissful through this Pay Per Head Sportsbook.

I call a toll free number from my cell and voila! A nice young Costa Rican lady answers the phone with the sweetest, sexiest accent and says: “Sports, May I have your account number and password?” and although that phrase is usually a less cold way to say, ‘let’s get this over with’, in her tiny, melodic voice it sounds delightful…I no longer have to listen to the old hag coughing up lines on the phone, barking about how I take too long and how he cannot understand me, yelling for me to speak louder and hanging up as soon as I finish telling him my picks. This girl from the Pay Per Head Call Center tells me how the weather in Costa Rica is like at this time of the year, then tells me to excuse her for a moment because her system is acting up this morning and then gives me the read back on my bet choices and asks me if that’s what I want…that’s whenI wish I could just say: “Yes, baby, that’s exactly what I want”

but …

before I get banned from the Pay Per Head service for harassing the customer service clerks, I simply act kind, stutter my bets and humbly say ‘yes’ to everything she wants to confirm from me. Oh what a lovely time it is to get my girl on the line when I call the PPH shop to wager! I’ve actually found myself calling in my bets one by one just to make sure I get the same girl everytime. I know her phone name is ‘Ceci’ which she told me is short for ‘Cecilia’ and even helped me to learn pronounce it correctly in my butchered imitation of the Spanish language. It sounds something like: “Say-si-leah”. I’m sure that’s not her real name but it just sounds too cute for me to imagine her bearing some anglicized version - such as Ann, Holly or Vivian (Nothing against those three…I’m just mystified by Cecilia!)

Anyhow… Don’t you just love technology? If you wish to be able to access your pc remotely you can open an account with these guys for a free 30 day trial at http://www.gotomypc.com/ and if you’re a bookie and are looking to start outsourcing your business offshore so a call center can handle your players action and not you, then look no more and go to http://www.priceperhead.com/

On the other hand, I leave you with something I found on the net:

…“The only other time the Tigers and Indians had a down-to-the-wire race was in 1940. The Tigers won that one, too. I wonder if what I watched tonight was the latest installment in the first Tigers-Indians down-to-the-wire race since 1940. And I wonder how exciting it will be to flip between the Comerica and Jacobs Field games in September if the Tigers and Indians are still dueling for first then”…

(Thanks to http://www.freep.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20070626/BLOG18/70626071/0/BLOG18 for that piece of your mind)

Sources:
www.priceperhead.com
http://mlb.mlb.com/news/gameday_recap.jsp?ymd=20070626&content_id=2050818&vkey=recap&fext=.jsp&c_id=mlb
http://www.freep.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20070626/BLOG18/70626071/0/BLOG18
www.gotomypc.com