Well this isn't a trading story but it sure is a good one. Raised me some trading money too.
So I am new to Mammoth and nobody here really knows anything about me. They don't know I am a damned good submission wrestler, or that I used to hustle chess players for a liiving.
There is a local tough guy here, about 6'3 230, that is also a bit of a hustler himself. I pick this up from some guys I work with that have lost some dough to him.
I am at a houseparty tonight and this guy is there. He is running his game, trying to get some money, but everyone is on to him, except me, the new guy. I haven't even told my friends here that I was a competitive grappler/NHB fighter in WA.
So people start telling me that I can take him, and I say I really don't think so, he looks pretty tough. Eventually the guy talks me into it, offering 3-1 odds. I put up $20 saying this all I can afford to lose. We head out to the backyard and go at it. Of course he lets me beat him, as he is a hustler and has to set me up. I act like a total moron, throwing looping wild punches and even a goofy karate kick for good measure. I can tell he is playing with me because I have a good feel for this kind of stuff. After a minute he lets me get him in a weak choke hold and I run around like an idiot after I beat him, whooping and hollering. I'm also pretending to be drunk to encourage him. I'd had maybe half a beer.
OK, so here we go again. He wants a rematch, 3:1 again, and I put up the $60. I figure he'll let me win one more time to set me up for the big score. That is exactly how it went, he let me win even easier this time. I win this time by basically sitting on his face, and pulling his head up. It was all I could do not to start laughing. Of course I am still acting like an idiot making pro wrestler faces and yelling I am the champ.
So here comes the big one. I've got $180 of his money and he says he wants one more chance, but he will only give me 2:1 odds this time because he thinks I am pretty good. I say OK, fair enough. I act like I am really drunk, whisper(loudly) to my friend that this guy is a chump and say I want to bet $400. He tries to act nervouse and then agrees. I get my friends to lone me the money and we have $1200 in a paper bag. (BTW anyone that has 1k lying around is either a hustler or a drug dealer)
We face off and I can tell he is serious this time. He throws a few punches and I act like I am hurt and let him run around behind me. Of course this is a setup for my favorite move, the kimura arm lock. It is devastating and nobody except grapplers have seen it. So he is on the ground with a dislocated something or other, and I grab the money and run, because his friends don't look to happy, and he seems to think he has been hustled.
Just got home a few minutes ago, and now I have 1k more to trade with.
Yay!
If you want to see where the kimura ends up here it is.
http://sherdog.com/fightfinder/sherdogsfightpics.cfm?matchId=383
If you think this is BS, oh well, I'll be OK. I'll play with my bag of tewnties to comfort myself.
