We all play the odds.Oh I wouldn't even go that high on the odds. But what happens if the odds go against you? After all, the House always wins in the end.
During parent teacher conferences, I learned that my son's English teacher had devised the most remarkably horrible assignment in the history of education. He had all the students sit in class all day every day copying a large section of a grammar book into a notebook. He explained that by doing this, they could carry that notebook around with them wherever they go. "Is that so they will have it in case they ever need to know if a verb is in the subjunctive mood?" I asked. "Exactly!" He replied. "Why don't you advise them to walk around with a life preserver on?" I asked, "In case the continent suddenly sinks. They're both about as likely to happen."
If the forecast for the day is hot and sunny, I don't wear a raincoat, ski parka, or hip boots. They say you can never be too prepared, but you really can. If you wear a ski parka on a 100° day in case an ice age happens unexpectedly, you could die of heat exhaustion.
So, yes, I play the odds.