You don’t have to try too hard

I don’t need a song and dance

I don’t need an invitation

If you’ve got a game of chance.

Take me to the tables, take me to the fights

Run me like the numbers, roll me like the dice

When you’re counting on a killing, always count me in

Talk me into losing just as long as I can win.

I want the easy, uh, easy money, easy money

I want the good times, oh, I never had, hey

I want the easy, mmm, easy money, oh, oh

I want the good life, I want it bad.

— “Easy Money,” Billy Joel

Make it make sense. Why would professional athletes and coaches being paid millions risk gravy trains normal people can only dream about for the cheap thrill of gambling wins for a fraction of what they get paid just to show up for work?

Kenny Smith and Charles Barkley, two forme

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