Wandering through the neon haze of virtual Vegas, I’ve been chasing esports bets again. The thrill of predicting a clutch play in a Dota 2 tourney or a CS:GO upset keeps me glued to the screen, but man, it’s a lonely road. Last week, I put too much on a team I thought had momentum—watched them crumble in real-time. The stats looked solid, the streams hyped them up, but it’s like the game knows when you’re desperate. Anyone else feel that sinking gut when the odds turn and you’re just staring at a losing ticket, miles from any real casino floor?