Last week I went to London with my wife. It's where we met, when we were college students studying abroad. I surprised her with the trip because, well, that's what you do when you make someone move so you can take a big, important job just to satisfy your ego.

But I do love the town. It's so full of history and gravitas, even the McDonald's are located in buildings that look like they could have been important once. Hey look, that's where Churchill decided to go to war, right next to the McFlurry machine. And on every corner, as ubiquitous as Starbucks, are betting shops. Ladbrokes, William Hill, Betfred, all taking up space amongst the upscale shops, as if there is nothing wrong with putting down a couple of British pounds on the first half of the Arsenal game.