The weekend is here, and you will notice comrades giving clinical concentration to their smartphones, laptops and some flock the computer labs. You will be forgiven for taking this for the usual WhatsApp chatting. Far from it, this is an emerging trend that has seen many comrades broke and a few-more cynical than others earning from this unpredictable venture. Am talking about betting.
In the recent past, lots of betting service providers have emerged mostly capitalizing on the beautiful game: football (or soccer for those who have a flair for the American!). Sport pesa, Elitebet, Betyetu and Bet365 are among the popular. And the football fanatics have completely immersed themselves in this madness. Whenever the weekend dawns, as it is the time when most football games take place, comrades keep themselves busy making their predictions and weighing different odds. If you predict correctly the money will be updated on your account after which you can easily withdraw to your phone. But if you are unlucky-like our protagonist today, then your hard earned money swiftly melts into the thin air.
Coming to the hero of the day. He happens to be a student at the main campus of Dedan Kimathi university. Our man had something within him that gave him the conviction that Liverpool would clobber Manchester United. Well he could bet even his life on this but since Sportpesa only allows cash he checked in his pockets and sure enough, ten thousand shillings peacefully lied there. It so happened that the cash was meant to clear his balance and enable him sit for the exams (he is an engineer in the making be the way!) well he staked his money and he knew he had a great catch there. Off the game begun and after a few minutes, well the game was not going very well for him, and when his legend who he had hoped would salvage them was handed a red card at the dawn of the second half, he knew things had fallen apart.
When the whistle blew indicating the end, our man broke out crying. He became so hysterical that he captured the attention of anyone around. He lamented of how he had lost his life, how an Indian had robbed him off his school fees (it so happens that the owner of that betting company he used is an Indian). He then proceeded to call on the Vice chancellor to come and save him, before he started chanting incorrigibly in his mother tongue ‘Kisii’. Some onlookers sympathized with him while others laughed at his absolute gaucherie.One wise man was heard saying
“On the eighth day,Satan created Sportpesa”.