The Strange Saga of Monique and the Donald: Part 2

After betting on her to win, Monique’s stock went up in the Trumpster’s eyes.

After her first big money win at Donald Trump’s Florida resort, it was kind of funny how Monique’s stock went up in his eyes and how mine went up too. (Click Here for Part 1 in this saga.) Whenever anyone was around, the Trumpster would start saying, “Rick’s the best. Rick’s the best.” At least I lost the “hey pal” label.

So the very next week Trump went to make another bet, but this time with the same 45 year old guy from the East playing Monique’s hitting partner. The hitting partner at the time was No. 170 in the world. That’s a pretty darn good hitting partner.

This time I bet that the Eastern guy wouldn’t get more than four games. Everybody jumped on the bet that this guy would get more than four games for sure. The bets were flying, hundreds of dollar bills on this bet.

I told Bo, the hitting partner, “I not only want you to beat him, I don’t want you to take any chances. I just want you to keep it going and I want you to run the…