Now I know my ten-folds from my trifecta
forecasts, and realise that commonly
these 'welcome' bets often end in disappointment,
but a 250% value gratis bet should never
be passed up, so having promptly cleared
up my tenner on Real Madrid to beat
Hamburg, I set about shovelling my free
£25 bet around this week.
Crawley to beat Lewes in the Conference
nudged me closer to £50, while
a Carling Cup sweep of Coventry, Forest
and Sheffield United (against Aldershot,
Morecambe and Port Vale respectively
has got me over ten times my initial
stake). Easy money, Rodders.
But the problem comes about when deciding
when to stop. You see, if the season
ended tomorrow and there were no other
sporting events ever in the world again
at all ever ever, my £100 would
be nestling its way in my bank account
by the weekend, and very welcome it
would be too.
But sadly with every blessed day there are more football fixtures - and I mean, every day (who can't resist lumping some money on Wrexham tonight, par example?), and when there's not football, there can be racing, or F1, or cricket, or the Olympics, or those totally random roulette affairs where you genuinely are losing very real money to some bloke called Chino67 who lives in Shindabangdong.






