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About the Behemoth

Well, where do I start? As a wise lady (my mother) once told me, it’s always best to start at the beginning…. So I will.

My first memory of gambling was a visit to my grandads at the tender age of 9. I was over there on a Saturday, and as usual my gramp was sat in his favourite chair, ruffling newspapers, whilst the football scores were being updated constantly in the background on his old muffly TV which was about 9 foot deep (well that might be a bit of exaggeration, but you get the idea). Now as the afternoon progressed my gramps attention became more and more focused on the TV, he soon began shouting and hollering, much to my nans annoyance, and has 4:45pm approached he was perched on the edge of his favourite chair like a nervous wreck. At around 4:48pm the host called out, “and there’s been a late goal at so and so stadium”, my gramp paused for a moment and then began to use some very choice language. To this day I have no clue who it was that scored, I just remember how quickly my gramps attitude changed. So I asked him why he was so annoyed, he replied by saying “If f**king Rochdale (no clue if it was them, but I’ll use them as an example) hadn’t scored that goal I would of won over £150”. At the age of 9, £150 seemed liked an extraordinary sum, especially when sweets only cost a penny. My gramp then went on to explain how every Saturday morning he would pick 5 – 8 teams that he thought were going to win, and put £1 or £2 on it, and even at that age I was astonished how with £1 you could make £150. From then on, every Saturday I would go to my gramps and pick my own teams, on which he would put 50p. Now I don’t remember ever winning, but it certainly was a bit of fun.

Now lets skip the next 3 or 4 years to the next phase of a gambling childhood. By an off chance, when I was about 11 or 12, I couldn’t sleep one night, so creeped downstairs and put the tv on. It must have been left on channel 4 because what came on would influence the rest of my life, there it was the MLB! Now at that moment in time I had clue what it was, what they were doing, or how it worked, but yet I was fascinated with the game. If my memory serves me correctly it was the Yankees versus the Red Sox. I have no clue what the score was, but the following day I set out to find out as much as I could about the sport (which back in those days, yes pre-internet, wasn’t that easy to do!).

Skipping forward a few years, I had been watching the MLB as much as I possibly could, although the late starts made it very difficult for a kid who was meant to be in bed sleeping by 10 o’clock, and I thought to myself, you know what, I reckon I stand a decent chance of predicting who will win the World Series next season. So I devised a cunning plan, at the beginning of the season I would pick 3 or 4 teams that I thought would go all the way, then I would offer the remaining teams to my friends and family for £1 a team, with the eventual winner taking home about £29. I repeated the process for a few years, and I think I won 3 out of the 4 years, although looking back now it was obviously quite deceitful of me picking all the favourites, and then asking my family to pick a team in a sport of which none of them had even heard of, but I’m sure they’ll forgive me.

Moving on a few years, I had turned 16, and although I looked about 12, somehow I managed to get into my local bookies and not get ID’d. I was like a kid in a sweet shop, all the TV screens, newspaper cuttings on the walls, people shouting obscenities. However the smell of alcohol, fags and urine did put a bit of a dampner on things. Now I am going to be honest, betting against my family with the odds stacked in my favour was easy, going into a real bookies, with real odds, was a completely different story, and I’m not afraid to admit that I must of lost what felt like a small fortune from the age of 16 – 19, betting on crazy accumulators, without any form of staking plan, in fact if someone had said those 2 words to me I wouldn’t of had a clue what they were talking about. So after about 3 years of losing my hard earned money (although it was mainly pocket money, so not exactly hard earned) I took a long hard look at what I was doing. I quickly learnt that despite watching as many MLB games as possible, I knew nothing about gambling, or to be more precise, betting on the MLB. So I quickly sourced as much information as possible, luckily the internet was in existence which made this considerable easier than when I first started out.

So I ordered books, read articles, watched online videos, all in the hope that I would learn how betting truly works. But before I go any further, I would be quick to tell anyone that would listen, that my learning process continues every day. If you want to make money betting you have to put in just as much, if not more time than the guys that are making the odds. The next thing I did was to look at the way I bet, what I discovered is that most weeks I would place a 4 or 5 team accumulator. I looked at my old accumulators to see how many of the 4 or 5 games I was getting correct, and as it turns out, it was on average 2 or 3 selections, which meant that if I placed all my bets as singles I would of made some sort of profit throughout the season(s). So from that moment on I have always bet the same way, placing the same amount on every selection I make, and you know what, I have been pretty successful, maintaining a R.O.I (Return on Investment) of just over 10%. Now I know that doesn’t sound very glamorous to the guys out there that want to make £2,000 from a 20p ten team accumulator, but to the those in the know, I’d say that it’s pretty good going. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had losing weeks, and losing months, like every other serious gambler on the planet, that is simply part and parcel of gambling, and something that you need to accept if you ever want to make any money.

Finally, I am sorry to disappoint anyone, but I do not live in a 20 bed mansion overlooking an exotic island paradise. When I started out I had very little capital, which meant my stakes were small. My stakes certainly have grown in the past 7 or 8 years reaching a point where by I would now consider myself a semi-professional gambler, hoping to one day call myself full-time. However, this is not for the faint hearted, I could spend anywhere from 3 – 6 hours researching one MLB game, only to decide that there is no value in it and wind up not end up even placing a bet.

So there you have it. Me, and my gambling footnotes.

Published 21st September @ 21:24