I started to gamble when I was aged 16. I see it as a bit of a hobby and really enjoy playing poker and bragg. I go to the casino as often as I can and also love to go to the horse racing and to the greyhounds. This article is a story about when I lost a lot of money on a horse which was supposed to be a racing certainty.
I am by no means a professional gambler; as a career I work on various projects to be with becoming a foster parent, stuttering and DVD duplication.
As well as gambling, I love to have a few beers. It was during one of my nights out drinking when I met an old school friend. His name was John and we had not seen each other for around fifteen years. The conversation soon turned to talking about various forms of gambling and we realised that we had very similar interests.
John told me about some of his more profitable days and I responded by talking about some of mine. It has to be said that this was a lot better than what I have ever won in the past. John then told me that he was very good friends with a local trainer and that he had some information that I might be interested in.
This night was becoming more interesting by the hour and I enquired as to what type of information he had. He started talking about a horse which the trainer and its connections thought could not lose. The horse was going to run in ten days time and was of a far higher class than what the other horses in the race would be. The trainer wanted the horse to have an easy victory so that it would gain some confidence from the race.
I told quite a lot of people about this horse over the next few days, this was to be a big mistake, a mistake I will not be repeating in the future.
The big race day arrived and I was very excited. I will not tell you how much I placed on the horse but lets just say it was a lot of money. The odds were five to one and I believed that this was going to be the easiest money I would have ever obtained.
The race in question was a three mile hurdle and with only three fences to go the horse was cruising. It was challenging the long term leader who was fading and being strongly ridden. With only two more obstacles to jump the horse was looking in fine fettle; it look sure to win but….. Oh no! Guess what? Yes the horse fell two out. To say I was gutted would be a major understatement – I was actually in shock. I do not think that I ever contemplated the fact that the horse might not win.
These are my horse racing tips, beware there is no such thing as a racing certainty and only gamble what you can afford to lose. Gambling can be lots of fun and you can have some great days and nights out, I now treat it like a hobby and have decreased the amount I bet as I now have a family to support.