are you a tipster?

there was a spate of nasty robberies of bookies in the last year or two, one person on duty first thing in the morning and they're open earlier because of the fucking pontoon machines

there was that case in Liverpool where during the robbery they couldn't get the safe combination out of the manager because of his nervous stutter and ended up shooting him dead. A scouse friend (who also has a stutter) when he got sacked for being a bit naughty - he used that example at the job centre when signing on. On the the dole form where it asked reason for leaving last job he wrote: scared of being shot!

anyway I won't shit up the thread by repeating the story of when a crackhead fired a shotgun at the ceiling right above my head, but lets just say it was quite a close thing that I didn't have shit running down my jitters!

just remember, when the fun stops, stop

lol!

Great another tipping thread

my stepdad was the odds compiler/operational manager at an independent bookie chain in Hudds. His nickname from my grandma was "Sicko" because he made the front page of The Star as "the sicko bookie" who'd been putting out posters in the shops with spread-betting odds on how many corpses they were going to finally excavate from 25 Cromwell Street

Can’t believe gambling now is all just math majors with websites this is much more colorful

I think a picture thread of rough as toast old school bookie shops would be excellent!

Think I'm gonna have to go with the favourite Ask Me Early, looks like the one with a bit of improvement in it, decent form in points, won't mind the ground and Sean Bowen usually gives you a run for your money

I used to love it when people get up at 6am for an early morn Racing Post study sesh and study the form with a magnifying glass and still didn't win shit. While some granny who just backs horses with number 9 on them or ones that sound like her grandchildren's names and gets a 60000/1 fourfold on a 10p Yankee!

lol -- actually this is like when my mom started gambling investing in the stock market and she made my dad play. My mom researched and looked at the business pages that listed all the stock prices and bought a variety of different things; my dad, who taught middle school, put all his money on Apple stock (this was in the late 80s/early 90s when Apple was not doing so well) because he thought it was good that they donated computers to schools that couldn't afford to buy computers for their students.

lol! that's how it often goes.

My mum used to say always back the Irish jockey - apparently not aware of the fact that most of the little bastards were Irish!

My nan would be like "I always have a bit on Eddery" or whoever, probably panned out as well as any system over the years

Pat Eddery, like Kieran Fallon was a top flat jockey of his era. But he drank himself to death.

of the course the Pat Eddery, Fallon of national hunt racing was Tony McCoy, people would back the jockey rather than the horse.

Jesus Christ, you don't want see what Pat Eddery looked like in his later years, you'll never touch another drop.

yeah he really did a job on himself

Oh I remember Eddery well, I just meant she changed her fave from time to time

McCoy managed to win the National the first time in years I didn't back the cunt

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