I write this as I watch Real Madrid v Barcelona, quite tempted to have a bet. Thing is I’ve just had the weekend from hell (gambling wise) and it took the shine off what could have been a good time. Shame.
Gambling is the topic for this blog, it’s a funny old game and one that I’ve never really been afraid to embrace... as most of my close friends will acknowledge. They probably don’t know anyone who has staked as much as me in single rounds of betting. Thing is, as attractive as the risk is to me, there is only ever one winner and that is the house or people in the know (yes it does happen, no matter what anyone would have you believe).
So I guess it is best to start where it all began for me. 16 years old, my friend showed me the flashing lights which are more commonly known as a fruit machine. Being a football lover, weekend accumulators soon followed and the worst thing that can ever happen to a newbie gambler happened... I kept winning. See, once you’ve got that buzz for the win and belief that you can beat the system it already has you. So between the ages of 16 and 19, I would waste most of my time in Stanley Racing with my best friend, whilst my girlfriend at the time got very annoyed at me and understandably so. So I stopped for a while and noticed I always had a lot more money, happier and more focus.
It wasn’t until I was about 21 that things got really interesting with gambling, by this point I’d learned how to play poker online and loved the risk and challenge that came with battling against other people. I played quite a lot of low level tournaments and would often make the money, I had focus and a skill to read people but most importantly I had the fear factor. A gambler without fear is like a drunk who has just been given 4 litres of vodka, pretty soon it is going tits up!
I’d play quite a bit of poker and one night me and my best mate went out in Birmingham, had a class night and when we got back in there was an advert on TV. Student ‘Interpoker’ Challenge, I said to him, ‘I’m going to get on that’. 3 months later, I’m in the Queen Of Hearts in Manchester watching myself on Challenge TV with my University mates around me. Crazy experience and one I’ll never forget, shame that I got cocky and when I get cocky, I lose focus and make mistakes. I didn’t win anything but how many people can say that they have played poker on TV?
After this I started to learn more about the maths side of poker, I’ve always loved odds, fractions and percentages. The maths side of gambling really interests me, you could get lost in it if you understood it! During my second year at university, I manager to win £1000 playing blind drunk every night for a week after some great nights out in 5th Ave. I was loving it, but of course, it took losing £300 of this to make me cash out. Sadly this is a trait that has followed me.
When you start dealing with sums like £1000 and losing £300 here and there, it is quite easy for these figures to become acceptable betting sums, in my first every live (in a casino) poker tournament I won £700 and I’d often come close betting on the football to winning triple figure sums. I’ve had some crazy bets, £300 double on Argentina and England to win their opening World Cup games (thanks Rob Green), £200 on Brazil to win the World Cup and perhaps the craziest of all was the mysterious add I got on MSN.
I woke up one day and someone had added me on MSN, specialbet@hotmail.com. I did the usual and asked who it was and got talking to this guy, claimed he was from Croatia and knew information about sporting events. I listened to him and he said that in return for his tips, he wanted 10% of the profit. Seemed like a fair deal, but naturally I never had any intention of paying up. So I bargained that he gave me 4 tips and on the 5th I would pay up, first three all win. So I wake up on Sunday morning about 10.30 and log on, he is there. ‘Quickly, bet on Las Palmas. You should be able to get them at 3/1’ I don’t think I’ve ever ran down to William Hill as fast as that in my life, get the bet on and proceed to shit myself for the next 90 minutes of my life. Sure enough they won, pure madness! Next match was Leicester v Plymouth, info comes through to bet on Plymouth... sure enough it... well it loses. So I’m still £600 up and decide to cash in and delete him of MSN, oddly he had already deleted me and then it clicks! Derren Brown had done a show on pyramid betting and with enough people you can keep the confidence there over a long enough time by selecting one event and the multiple outcomes. Had I been conned? I’ll never know for sure but if I had he wasn’t very good as I was £600 up and hadn’t given him any money. Out of the £600, I decided to buy a PS3... another story there.
What I’m trying to say is that a gambler will always believe that they are smarter than the system, what I’ve learned is that you never are. Roulette is a fine example, the man who invented it killed himself because he could not figure out a way to crack his own invention. So when a 23 year old lad gets £1,200 of student loan deposited in his bank account and hasn’t let loose for a while, believe me, it spells trouble. I’ll never forget that day, £200 on Racing Demon, £200 on Colchester and Bolton, £100 on some donkey and the rest went on online Roulette. Least we went out on the night and got drunk as only we knew how (Vodka + Frosty Jacks = Frosty Death).
I’ve recently been working on a project and although I still believe it would work, I discovered that I am incapable of maintaining self control with my money when faced with multiple methods of making money quickly. I believe that my desire and passion to succeed is a great part of my personality but I realise it is a massive contributor towards gambling. Frustrated by lack of opportunities to start my own business and do well for myself, I turn towards a system that I know and understand to try and generate more cash.
Gambling is a dangerous vice, I’m quite surprised by the exposure the public have and that it is permitted by the government. Alcohol awareness is quite a big thing, smoking is banned in bars and smoking adverts are restricted and if you fancy a bit of coke you can always talk to Frank. Shame the government don’t support and restrict gambling in the ways they do other addictions. Must be a nice earner for them, another case of the house winning.