Back at the start of the season, as is SnakePit tradition, I handed out 1,500 SnakePit Dollars to anyone who wanted to place some bets on various prop bets on the D-backs team, manager and players. This year, twenty of you entered the casino. Well, 21, but Michael ignored the bit about a $300 maximum bet, and so was taken into the Sonoran Desert and ruthlessly beaten with a wet copy of the Phoenix New Times. [I should have let him bet, in hindsight!] Everyone else now gets to learn how their wagers fared, after I spent a bored Saturday afternoon spreadsheeting.
Place Your Bets 2024: The Reckoningessnessing, Part One
