Last week, I wondered aloud whether it was time to trust the Seattle Seahawks, who were a meager 3.5-point favorite against the Carolina Panthers at home. The football gods answered in resounding fashion, crafting a game in which Sam Darnold barely registered through the air and it did not matter. Carolina ran for 223 yards and the final 30-24 score failed to reflect how badly Seattle botched things.
This was endemic of a horrible betting week for myself and our resident handicapper, the Rhode Island Scumbag. We threw out five NFL picks between us. One hit; the New England Patriots at -1 thanks in large part to Kyler Murray’s ACL deciding enough was enough early in the first quarter. This string of ineffective Sundays has us both reeling. While we’re both on the sunny side of .500, neither one of us has hit that coveted 55 percent win percentage that makes this whole exercise profitable.
