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As the year 1995 came to a close, my dreams that began in March, had wound up in a trash heap. To say I was in a bad frame of mind, was to put it mildly. I had concocted some kind of plan to try to win money on a month to month basis in […]

After the disastrous trip in November to see Evander get knocked out by Riddick Bowe, I limped home broke and downtrodden. I tried my best to enjoy Thanksgiving day, but it was difficult. With my favorite time of year being Christmas, I had to change my attitude, since there was nothing I could do about

After the refreshing weekend in Vegas with my mom in mid-September, I came home with my four grand, and tried to concentrate on my lawn service as best as I could. It wasn’t easy, but I tried to find a fight to look forward to, in order to keep myself from going nuts. Roy Jones

After the horrible Labor Day weekend with the McCall loss, I went home and after a few days off, went back to work with my lawn service. I was comatose with disappointment every day, and replayed the stupid choices I had made in my mind, over and over again, like a broken record album. It

After the $8,500 or so payday from the Tyson win, I felt re-energized, and made plans to fly out to Vegas on Friday night, September 1, 1995. After taking a cab to the Flamingo Hilton on the strip for a 2 am check-in, I got into bed and went to sleep. When I awoke on

As July of 1995 turned to August, I had come up with a new plan to try and still bail myself out of debt. There would be no room for error however, and the wagers I would make would include over-under bets, far more risky, but necessary. First things first meant booking a flight to

After the $8,000 loss on the Jones-Pazienza fight on June 25, 1995, I was in a funk for days. What had started out with game plan, now in my mind became a quest to get my lost money back. In that sense, I became a degenerate gambler, not the wise person I started out in

When I went to the Caesar’s Palace sportsbook on Sunday, June 18, 1995 to cash in my nearly $40,000 ticket on the Bowe knockout win, I had my next move all set in my mind. Roy Jones Jr. was fighting Vinny Pazienza the following Saturday night, and the odds were 12-1 in Roy’s favor. I

I left Philadelphia early on Saturday, June 17, 1995 and arrived in Las Vegas eager for an exciting weekend. On the way to my hotel room, things got off to a rocky start after I told the cab driver the purpose of my visit. He proceeded to tell me how great he thought Jorge Luis

After the Evander win over Mercer, my winnings since March stood at about $32,500. With my birthday coming on May 28, 1995, I decided to go shopping for a TV with a bigger screen than the 27 inch TV in my bedroom. Figuring I could find a nice 35 inch television, I was pleasantly surprised