Cashing in... almost

Yep, the big day is over... I had the Giants, I had a 3 point spread. This combined with a victorious Giant win over the Patriots by 3 points means I should be entitled to a payout of approximately $4 by dad... and somehow, he informs me today through some kind of feigned illness that he is calling it even! By tomorrow, I'm sure I will probably be owing him some random amount of money because I won. In the meantime, he's faking being sick... like I don't know that those three beers in the last 5 minutes of the game is not the reason he's feeling a tad under the weather today? Still, I should have bet elsewhere, I'd have cleaned up. Bookies ought be happy today.