Gambler's Fallacy

Symus the Witness was an ardent fan of his local scatterball team. In fact, he was so confident in their athletic superiority that he took the liberty of placing a massive wager, to be paid in the inevitable event that they won the league title. And all of this would have been fine, except that in the championship match, his team found themselves down by three goals as time was nearly set to expire. Symus was an absolute wreck. He cried effusively. He vomited the greasy lunch he had enjoyed with the other fans before the game. He was filled with the dread of having to tell his wife and their kids that they would all be moving out of their plush abode and working in the mines from here forward. The looming catastrophe was of such epic scale that he actually lost his buzz. With the fatal seconds ticking off the game clock, he finally fell to the ground, began writhing in the mud, and screamed his desperate pleas to Baldergash to somehow correct this aberration of sport. Before he could even finish his whiny little cry, he was startled by a huge cheer that rose up from his fellow fans. His team had scored a goal! But... it would be meaningless, because they were still down by two goals with barely a minute to play. Another roar came from the home crowd when the opponent's best digger was sent off for unsportsmanlike conduct. Although this may have felt academic, the home team responded mere seconds later by knocking home another goal. And now they were only down by one goal with half a minute left. Incredibly, fifteen seconds later, they tallied the tying goal on a maneuver that involved at least four separate instances of blatant, unabashed cheating. And the referees never saw it! The home crowd was apoplectic. Everyone assumed that the game was headed for extra time. But the home team had different ideas. In a maneuver that has become a permanent fixture of scatterball lore, the undersized spotter Cogger O'Cogger struck an improbable pass that must have sailed more than 75 meters through the air. When it finally came down, it shot through the legs of one defender, between the clenching hands of another, and it finally caromed off the arse of an unsuspecting teammate who didn't even realize that the ball was headed his way, and was waving to his girlfriend in the crowd. The misdirection from his backside gave it just the proper angle necessary to dribble across the goal line mere milliseconds before time ran out and the final bell rang. The crowd went wild. And as Symus collected his winnings, he realized that he had possibly witnessed The Greatest Miracle That Baldergash Had Ever Wrought.