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How The Hell Did I Get Here??? by Kayshon Boutte | The Players’ Tribune

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I know that might sound crazy to some people, but every addict out there is nodding their heads, like..… Damn, that’s real. You really feel in love with it. I was 20. I was at LSU. Full ride. Whole future ahead of me. And I didn’t care at all. Some people hit the slots, the tables, the apps, spend what they can spend, and go home — or put the phone down. Not me. I’d wake up early in the morning, and the first thing I’d do was bet. I’d stay up late and bet. All day. All night. I had insomnia, so if I woke up in the middle of the night, phone next to the bed, I’d bet. Any little money I had, it was going straight to FanDuel. I knew I was addicted. When you lose, and you’re an addict, there’s this voice in the back of your mind like, No, no, no…… I gotta get my money back. I GOTTA get it back. But even when you win, it’s never enough — you aren’t satisfied just winning $1,000. Don’t get me wrong, a bag is nice. But nobody gambles for that kind of money. Gambling is about the dream. Everyb

Kayshon Boutte New England Patriots Jan 7, 2026 I fell in love with gambling. I know that might sound crazy to some people, but every addict out there is nodding their heads, like..… Damn, that’s real . You really feel in love with it. I was 20. I was at LSU. Full ride. Whole future ahead of me. And I didn’t care at all. Some people hit the slots, the tables, the apps , spend what they can spend, and go home — or put the phone down. Not me. I’d wake up early in the morning, and the first thing I’d do was bet. I’d stay up late and bet. All day. All night. I had insomnia, so if I woke up in the

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