There was a game already in progress so I just bought my tickets and waited patiently. The prizes weren’t high but the jackpots were looking juicy. The progressive jackpots could be won if the house was called in either 33 or 28 calls. I’ve never won a progressive and it would be unbelievable to win the £400 or £600 prize. I think I’d be in shock.
As I daydreamed, my game began. I was off to a decent start with 2tg pretty quickly. My numbers weren’t being called but I was being set up nicely for the double line prize. With 3tg I could just make the purchase price of my tickets back. I now had 2 cards with 2tg, then 1tg. I needed # 14 and they called #4. I cringed as someone else took the prize.
I was close for the full house but not close enough. Feeling like a frog, almost getting there made me want to stick around for more. I bought more tickets and counted down every second until the next game.
I won the line prize this time for £1.30. It wasn’t life changing but I was redeeming myself from the last game. My cards were stuck on 2tg for what felt like forever. The rest of the game was a bust but I was okay with that. A tiny win felt good.
It’s not easy being green.
Froggy
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