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Tuesday, 30 December 2008
Gay Blogger
Had just written a nice big blog but it went in a flash, this site can be so poo sometimes! So I am now no longer in the mood to do my post, I will try and revive the passion and maybe get one up later!
Tuesday, 23 December 2008
Monday Night Bent
Thanks anonymous for your comment, comments make blogging much more enjoyable so thanks once again.
Yesterday somehow ended up with 4 of us in Watty on a student night, there were no prior plans of this but I think everyone was feeling festive and in the need for a few more drinks. Watford was jammed, absolutely heaving, the queue for Area was actually unbelieveable it spanned half the high street! We opted for Chicagos and got in free, which was a bonus, and upon arrival saw at the bar it bar ftse was being played (or equivalent game) where basically the prices for drinks change throughout the evening as displayed on the tv screens at the bar. At university this was done but drinks only ever went up in price defeating the point all together. This however was run well, and I snapped up a bargain Sol for £1.10 and then a Solitos for £0.95! Bargain! Unfortunately some of my group weren't playing properly and stuck to Vodka Diet Coke, no names mentioned (Simon) meaning that we should have really stuck to ordering our own drinks!
The bar was relatively quiet but with a glow coming from the dancefloor of the reflection of the light off peoples braces! I couldn't quite believe how young people looked all with braces, made me feel old, god knows what Luke and Simon must have been feeling like. Kieron and I played it cool at the bar while the other two danced and then all of a sudden they disappeared, I asked Kieron where they were to which he replied I don't know but watch this it's funny. Some weedy looking twirp was being held by the throat by a 6ft bald headed tough nut. The rest of the bald guys friends were equally as menacing all shouting at him and pushing him. We watched intrigued to see the final outcome which resulted in the guy walking up and shaking Luke by the hand. We went over to find out what had happened and apparently the guy had nicked Luke's drink and the bald guys had seen and stuck up for Simes and Luke (not before the guy pushed Simon away by the head). Good work baldies!!
Simon also headbutted me last night whilst dancing which resulted in more pain for him than me which I was quite proud of, however the story of the night has got to be how cool Kieron is. Kieron for those of you that don't know him is tall, goodlooking, and been at University in America for the past 3 years. He is what you call a stud, he sleeps with more women than I have hot dinners and is never short of a story (such as pulling at midget wrestling, but thats a story for another day). There was one girl in the club that was reasonable, the rest were either far to young or fat and we had eyed her up throughout the evening, Kieron had been silent, watching at the bar. By the end of the night we instructed him to proove his worth and get her number, to which he gently ran his fingers through his golden locks, adjusted his jacket and strolled confidently onto the dancefloor. He then simply said to her 'my friends and I are just leaving and I just wanted to say your beautiful, and it would be a disaster if I left tonight without finding out your name'...'Claire' she replied...'Does that also mean I can have your number?'...'Maybe'...'Maybe yes or maybe no? asked Kieron..'Maybe yes' as she delved into her bag, produced her phone and exchanged numbers, by the time we had left and entered the car she had ALREADY text him. What a man!
Tonight Curry and Booze hopefully its going to be a good one!
Yesterday somehow ended up with 4 of us in Watty on a student night, there were no prior plans of this but I think everyone was feeling festive and in the need for a few more drinks. Watford was jammed, absolutely heaving, the queue for Area was actually unbelieveable it spanned half the high street! We opted for Chicagos and got in free, which was a bonus, and upon arrival saw at the bar it bar ftse was being played (or equivalent game) where basically the prices for drinks change throughout the evening as displayed on the tv screens at the bar. At university this was done but drinks only ever went up in price defeating the point all together. This however was run well, and I snapped up a bargain Sol for £1.10 and then a Solitos for £0.95! Bargain! Unfortunately some of my group weren't playing properly and stuck to Vodka Diet Coke, no names mentioned (Simon) meaning that we should have really stuck to ordering our own drinks!
The bar was relatively quiet but with a glow coming from the dancefloor of the reflection of the light off peoples braces! I couldn't quite believe how young people looked all with braces, made me feel old, god knows what Luke and Simon must have been feeling like. Kieron and I played it cool at the bar while the other two danced and then all of a sudden they disappeared, I asked Kieron where they were to which he replied I don't know but watch this it's funny. Some weedy looking twirp was being held by the throat by a 6ft bald headed tough nut. The rest of the bald guys friends were equally as menacing all shouting at him and pushing him. We watched intrigued to see the final outcome which resulted in the guy walking up and shaking Luke by the hand. We went over to find out what had happened and apparently the guy had nicked Luke's drink and the bald guys had seen and stuck up for Simes and Luke (not before the guy pushed Simon away by the head). Good work baldies!!
Simon also headbutted me last night whilst dancing which resulted in more pain for him than me which I was quite proud of, however the story of the night has got to be how cool Kieron is. Kieron for those of you that don't know him is tall, goodlooking, and been at University in America for the past 3 years. He is what you call a stud, he sleeps with more women than I have hot dinners and is never short of a story (such as pulling at midget wrestling, but thats a story for another day). There was one girl in the club that was reasonable, the rest were either far to young or fat and we had eyed her up throughout the evening, Kieron had been silent, watching at the bar. By the end of the night we instructed him to proove his worth and get her number, to which he gently ran his fingers through his golden locks, adjusted his jacket and strolled confidently onto the dancefloor. He then simply said to her 'my friends and I are just leaving and I just wanted to say your beautiful, and it would be a disaster if I left tonight without finding out your name'...'Claire' she replied...'Does that also mean I can have your number?'...'Maybe'...'Maybe yes or maybe no? asked Kieron..'Maybe yes' as she delved into her bag, produced her phone and exchanged numbers, by the time we had left and entered the car she had ALREADY text him. What a man!
Tonight Curry and Booze hopefully its going to be a good one!
Monday, 22 December 2008
Weekend
Well since the ridiculous night out on Wednesday and a drunken post with a ridiculous amount of grammatical and spelling errors I have had a few better nights out.
Thanks firstly to my two readers J and Mark for the comments on my last post. If I have any other readers please stay in touch. Thursday saw a trip to London and a visit to Daz's bitches. 5 or 6 girls that would not put him down all night it was great viewing, unfortunately only about 2 or 3 were friendly but they seemed nice, the others seemed shy and 1 was rude, not mentioning any names of course. The evening ended with Daz giving J one of the girl’s numbers and then a few texts thrown back and forth resulting in a rude response from one of the girls we thought was friendly.
Friday saw a great game played between J and I online. Try this yourselves guys as the excitement was fantastic. Name every place you know that you would consider going to for the night and then one at a time eliminate a place. Some places I felt were real possibilities went out early leaving some unexpected ones remaining. Final few included Verve (we had been there the night before and it's up in London) Watty (last time i'd been here I was left very disappointed) Moons (Been there the last two Fridays) Jolle (Haven't been there since sixth form) and Uxbridge (What's in Uxbridge again?) anyway... Verve was eliminated as it did stick out like a sore thumb. Uxbridge and Jolle were the final two and as we both picked a different winner we decided to call it on a toss of a coin. I then changed my mind and we opted for Jolle via Bargain Booze, Black 'Orse and Woodman and losing plenty of money on the addictive Monopoly quiz game.
Saturday was an interesting one. I had agreed to go to London with Chopper and had a possible from Darren, Carl and Kieron. All attended and we jumped on the train to Covent Garden, a drink in a reasonable cocktail bar called Detroit was enjoyable before heading to Henry’s. Inside was packed and I somehow got served quickly. The others however, had a stinker. They had only just got their drinks as Carl and I were finishing ours. The funniest moment in the bar had to come with one very angry man at the bar, This fat skin head bought a Mohito and pint, the pint was gone in seconds and the cocktail perched on the table all alone, we soon realised he was not happy as he kept looking at his watch cursing to himself, shaking his head and fiddling with the other drink. It was obvious he was waiting for someone, but who? We eagerly watched the door but everyone who entered ignored him and went on with their night. We got caught looking, laughing and pointing at him a few times as he threw his hands in the air and was seen mumbling ‘for fuck sake’. He ordered another pint and unfortunately we had to leave before his friend arrived. Our last stop of the night was to a club called Jewel. I had got us on the guest list and we all walked in for free which was a great start, found us a chair and I think everyone seemed to enjoy the place, would definitely go back their again was very enjoyable. Kieron even showed how cool he was by pulling after he had fallen asleep, I mean honestly, how many men can get a girls attention and asking him if he was OK when asleep! Earlier in the night he was describing his shagging conquests and when asked how he chatted up a lady we were informed he simply would sniff them, cue lots of randomly sniffing girls and eachother throughout the night. We left caught the last train, jumped off at Kings Cross to catch the Met, missed it, caught the Hammersmith and City, got off at Baker St and somehow jumped on the Met we had earlier missed! What a result, unfortunately the high fives and beaming faces were soon cut short when a knob jumped on the line at Harrow causing over an hour delay!
I am aware this is more of a diary entry than a blog post, with lots of details of what I have been doing rather than opinions and discussions which I will act to change in future posts but one final point of note..
My day of rest had been pencilled in my diary as Sunday, no night out planned, just a nice Sunday Roast…..this was never going to last and I was soon down the club with a pint watching football. The moment that sticks out is when I persuaded Daz to get another round in and his response got to me. Please bare in mind that alongside J, Daz is what I would call a hardened drinker who is out every night drinking to excess much like myself, here are his words to me…Alex I’m getting worried, I think you’re an alcoholic I wasn’t going to drink at all! Anyway gotta go get ready as I’m down the club for a few beers this evening. Ciao for now!
Thanks firstly to my two readers J and Mark for the comments on my last post. If I have any other readers please stay in touch. Thursday saw a trip to London and a visit to Daz's bitches. 5 or 6 girls that would not put him down all night it was great viewing, unfortunately only about 2 or 3 were friendly but they seemed nice, the others seemed shy and 1 was rude, not mentioning any names of course. The evening ended with Daz giving J one of the girl’s numbers and then a few texts thrown back and forth resulting in a rude response from one of the girls we thought was friendly.
Friday saw a great game played between J and I online. Try this yourselves guys as the excitement was fantastic. Name every place you know that you would consider going to for the night and then one at a time eliminate a place. Some places I felt were real possibilities went out early leaving some unexpected ones remaining. Final few included Verve (we had been there the night before and it's up in London) Watty (last time i'd been here I was left very disappointed) Moons (Been there the last two Fridays) Jolle (Haven't been there since sixth form) and Uxbridge (What's in Uxbridge again?) anyway... Verve was eliminated as it did stick out like a sore thumb. Uxbridge and Jolle were the final two and as we both picked a different winner we decided to call it on a toss of a coin. I then changed my mind and we opted for Jolle via Bargain Booze, Black 'Orse and Woodman and losing plenty of money on the addictive Monopoly quiz game.
Saturday was an interesting one. I had agreed to go to London with Chopper and had a possible from Darren, Carl and Kieron. All attended and we jumped on the train to Covent Garden, a drink in a reasonable cocktail bar called Detroit was enjoyable before heading to Henry’s. Inside was packed and I somehow got served quickly. The others however, had a stinker. They had only just got their drinks as Carl and I were finishing ours. The funniest moment in the bar had to come with one very angry man at the bar, This fat skin head bought a Mohito and pint, the pint was gone in seconds and the cocktail perched on the table all alone, we soon realised he was not happy as he kept looking at his watch cursing to himself, shaking his head and fiddling with the other drink. It was obvious he was waiting for someone, but who? We eagerly watched the door but everyone who entered ignored him and went on with their night. We got caught looking, laughing and pointing at him a few times as he threw his hands in the air and was seen mumbling ‘for fuck sake’. He ordered another pint and unfortunately we had to leave before his friend arrived. Our last stop of the night was to a club called Jewel. I had got us on the guest list and we all walked in for free which was a great start, found us a chair and I think everyone seemed to enjoy the place, would definitely go back their again was very enjoyable. Kieron even showed how cool he was by pulling after he had fallen asleep, I mean honestly, how many men can get a girls attention and asking him if he was OK when asleep! Earlier in the night he was describing his shagging conquests and when asked how he chatted up a lady we were informed he simply would sniff them, cue lots of randomly sniffing girls and eachother throughout the night. We left caught the last train, jumped off at Kings Cross to catch the Met, missed it, caught the Hammersmith and City, got off at Baker St and somehow jumped on the Met we had earlier missed! What a result, unfortunately the high fives and beaming faces were soon cut short when a knob jumped on the line at Harrow causing over an hour delay!
I am aware this is more of a diary entry than a blog post, with lots of details of what I have been doing rather than opinions and discussions which I will act to change in future posts but one final point of note..
My day of rest had been pencilled in my diary as Sunday, no night out planned, just a nice Sunday Roast…..this was never going to last and I was soon down the club with a pint watching football. The moment that sticks out is when I persuaded Daz to get another round in and his response got to me. Please bare in mind that alongside J, Daz is what I would call a hardened drinker who is out every night drinking to excess much like myself, here are his words to me…Alex I’m getting worried, I think you’re an alcoholic I wasn’t going to drink at all! Anyway gotta go get ready as I’m down the club for a few beers this evening. Ciao for now!
Wednesday, 17 December 2008
SHI@T
02:02am
Well I wasn't expecting this post... After a few weeks without posting and only one recent post I said to myself earlier I should create a new post....but what about? Unfortunately I have just the thing to talk about.
Set the scene... a moderately filled pub in the suburbs of London. Two of our friends had left before closing orders much unlike the usuals that would arrive on such occasion. We decided to go to the bar for our last beverage and looked disapprovingly onward at the fowl mouthed teenagers as they danced 'in the loosest shape of the term' around the tiny dance floor. As the bar was emptying I heard the yobish chanting you would expect to hear on the terraces 'but not a local pub' so we looked disapprovingly onward until some sort of fight broke out....At this time we were round the corner and do not know what started it or what exactly happened (if this was a police interview I would be thinking this was very convienient...wrong...annoying!!). It wasn't til the sound of breaking glass and screams that we decided to leave. Following Daz out of the fire escape onto the main road I said a brief goodbye to Daz before heading West down the highstreet with Gareth.
The fight broke out onto the road and at that time G and I intregely looked on. It wasn't until one guy was on the floor and another guy hurling a chair around his head I realised this was something more than your usual pub disagreement. The guy continued to whack the chair into the other guys head, while unmoving on the floor he took kick after kick of this guys friends kicks!!!! I picked up the phone and called 999. Suddenly two people I did not know appeared amongst and me. I hung up not willing to say anything not knowing who they were. One I believe was from the fight wishing not to be involved, the other, an acquaintance of G Dor. The fight continued and I was aware of screams of a knife and a Stanley blade were heard (not the sort of thing to ease the situation). Quickly phoned 999 again answering that I required an Ambulance (to which I was told there is already one to that address, how is the patient? I was asked.) U FONEING THE FUCKIN ROSSERS I heard as one of the young hooligans came toward me. I quickly said 'How long to a cab to Harrow?' trying to look like I'd not heard the Knob. I then heard 'he's phoning a cab' from G dor as a punch landed upon my chin. Fortunately they scarpered. THANK GOD!!!! At that moment I did not quite know what to think although I feel I was ready to run fast. Luckily they left and we were stood in the doorway of the pub alone. A distraught girl then came to us saying she was scared and could we help (trying to drag us away) we said she could stay with us but we were not moving. She disappeared unsatisfied with our heroic attempts (and before you ask she wasn't even fit and her banter was as far as I know...shit!). We mooched over toward the blood stained body on the road as I received a call back from the switchboard directing questions such as, is the person still breathing? Are there visible open wounds? Are they conscious? To which I replied that he was breathing and quickly getting to his feet! (How on earth he was doing this after several blows to the head by a chair, kicks to the head, potential knife wounds and God knows what else, I don't know?)
A police van arrived and police headed straight inside the pub. I was amazed they didn't seem interested about the guy that had been on the floor but by then he had run off with his mate exclaiming worry for his friend that the others had 'got to'. Apparently a guy inside had been glassed in the side of the neck....Another van arrived before promptly leaving off somewhere else...still no ambulance. G Dor and I stood there taking everything in not sure what to do for the best. We then opted to leave and gingerly edged to the end of the high street. At the end we saw another two police vans so as they were on the way home we walked onwards... As we walked past we saw a youngster head down on the floor being bandaged by a policewoman as a guy from the other group was being talked to by the male policeman. The guy had blood dripping from his head and a Sylar style gash across his forehead (any Heroes fans will understand) that made of an instrument such as a Stanley knife!
As we past the incident I noticed a car with its lights on standstill in the lay by facing the event, as G Dor walked by he noticed a guy who had been involved in the incident walking toward the police vans. Questioning whether he should say anything I mentioned the dodgy looking car and we walked on. The car soon drove off. We got home sharpish and here I am now. Was not expecting a night like this in the slightest.
On the upside Daz and I made a remarkable comeback at a board game!!! Also I have decided I will not be going to the said bar for NYE!!
Incedentally, if this isn't a post worth a Comment on I may cease blogging. P.S. Please don't comment on the way it was written as I'm still pissed and it is the early hours afterall!!
Well I wasn't expecting this post... After a few weeks without posting and only one recent post I said to myself earlier I should create a new post....but what about? Unfortunately I have just the thing to talk about.
Set the scene... a moderately filled pub in the suburbs of London. Two of our friends had left before closing orders much unlike the usuals that would arrive on such occasion. We decided to go to the bar for our last beverage and looked disapprovingly onward at the fowl mouthed teenagers as they danced 'in the loosest shape of the term' around the tiny dance floor. As the bar was emptying I heard the yobish chanting you would expect to hear on the terraces 'but not a local pub' so we looked disapprovingly onward until some sort of fight broke out....At this time we were round the corner and do not know what started it or what exactly happened (if this was a police interview I would be thinking this was very convienient...wrong...annoying!!). It wasn't til the sound of breaking glass and screams that we decided to leave. Following Daz out of the fire escape onto the main road I said a brief goodbye to Daz before heading West down the highstreet with Gareth.
The fight broke out onto the road and at that time G and I intregely looked on. It wasn't until one guy was on the floor and another guy hurling a chair around his head I realised this was something more than your usual pub disagreement. The guy continued to whack the chair into the other guys head, while unmoving on the floor he took kick after kick of this guys friends kicks!!!! I picked up the phone and called 999. Suddenly two people I did not know appeared amongst and me. I hung up not willing to say anything not knowing who they were. One I believe was from the fight wishing not to be involved, the other, an acquaintance of G Dor. The fight continued and I was aware of screams of a knife and a Stanley blade were heard (not the sort of thing to ease the situation). Quickly phoned 999 again answering that I required an Ambulance (to which I was told there is already one to that address, how is the patient? I was asked.) U FONEING THE FUCKIN ROSSERS I heard as one of the young hooligans came toward me. I quickly said 'How long to a cab to Harrow?' trying to look like I'd not heard the Knob. I then heard 'he's phoning a cab' from G dor as a punch landed upon my chin. Fortunately they scarpered. THANK GOD!!!! At that moment I did not quite know what to think although I feel I was ready to run fast. Luckily they left and we were stood in the doorway of the pub alone. A distraught girl then came to us saying she was scared and could we help (trying to drag us away) we said she could stay with us but we were not moving. She disappeared unsatisfied with our heroic attempts (and before you ask she wasn't even fit and her banter was as far as I know...shit!). We mooched over toward the blood stained body on the road as I received a call back from the switchboard directing questions such as, is the person still breathing? Are there visible open wounds? Are they conscious? To which I replied that he was breathing and quickly getting to his feet! (How on earth he was doing this after several blows to the head by a chair, kicks to the head, potential knife wounds and God knows what else, I don't know?)
A police van arrived and police headed straight inside the pub. I was amazed they didn't seem interested about the guy that had been on the floor but by then he had run off with his mate exclaiming worry for his friend that the others had 'got to'. Apparently a guy inside had been glassed in the side of the neck....Another van arrived before promptly leaving off somewhere else...still no ambulance. G Dor and I stood there taking everything in not sure what to do for the best. We then opted to leave and gingerly edged to the end of the high street. At the end we saw another two police vans so as they were on the way home we walked onwards... As we walked past we saw a youngster head down on the floor being bandaged by a policewoman as a guy from the other group was being talked to by the male policeman. The guy had blood dripping from his head and a Sylar style gash across his forehead (any Heroes fans will understand) that made of an instrument such as a Stanley knife!
As we past the incident I noticed a car with its lights on standstill in the lay by facing the event, as G Dor walked by he noticed a guy who had been involved in the incident walking toward the police vans. Questioning whether he should say anything I mentioned the dodgy looking car and we walked on. The car soon drove off. We got home sharpish and here I am now. Was not expecting a night like this in the slightest.
On the upside Daz and I made a remarkable comeback at a board game!!! Also I have decided I will not be going to the said bar for NYE!!
Incedentally, if this isn't a post worth a Comment on I may cease blogging. P.S. Please don't comment on the way it was written as I'm still pissed and it is the early hours afterall!!
Monday, 15 December 2008
Back Home
It's been far too long since my last post so sorry for that avid readers.
I am now back home which is good and bad at the same time. On the good side it is great to see all my mates again and catch up on the madness I have been missing, also as it is getting closer to Christmas everyone seems to be a bit cheerier than at other times of the year, that means there is lots of excuse to go for a cheeky pint. On the bad side I have two essays hanging over my head, why they can't set these earlier in the term or after Christmas I don't know but they seem to do it every year just to wreck the holidays, also on a negative note all of my friends have now got jobs, good for them but bad for me, it means there is rarely a full crowd out on the same night and regularly there is only one or two of us going out. Finally multiple drinking sessions means paying for them so my wallet has been hit pretty hard and I haven't even been back a week yet!!
Things that piss me off:
Black Pete
Wray Ashman
Lowlands Beer
Things that make me happy:
Religious quiz questions
RE lock ins
Chris Hoy winning sports person of the year
Regarding my last point, we were watching the awards at the club last night and as they introduced Lewis Hamilton they kept showing Theo Walcott in the crowd, now he could well be his best mate I don't know but it made us laugh that the first person in the crowd that they were to show was also a slightly black young Englishman with dodgy sideburns!
Other points of note from the week so far was an extremely nice lock in at a local bar. We entered after last orders were told we were cheeky gits for wanting to get served and then were encouraged to keep drinking by the friendly owner even if he was telling us to F off every round! We also this week found out that Du Casse has met and shaken the hand of the one and only Dorian Yates. He had earlier night asked how well I knew Jay Cutler because he is a friend on my facebook haha. Hopefully the week ahead will bring lots of fresh bent and I am eagerly anticipating it although I can say my wallet does not feel the same necessity to consistently go out.
I am now back home which is good and bad at the same time. On the good side it is great to see all my mates again and catch up on the madness I have been missing, also as it is getting closer to Christmas everyone seems to be a bit cheerier than at other times of the year, that means there is lots of excuse to go for a cheeky pint. On the bad side I have two essays hanging over my head, why they can't set these earlier in the term or after Christmas I don't know but they seem to do it every year just to wreck the holidays, also on a negative note all of my friends have now got jobs, good for them but bad for me, it means there is rarely a full crowd out on the same night and regularly there is only one or two of us going out. Finally multiple drinking sessions means paying for them so my wallet has been hit pretty hard and I haven't even been back a week yet!!
Things that piss me off:
Black Pete
Wray Ashman
Lowlands Beer
Things that make me happy:
Religious quiz questions
RE lock ins
Chris Hoy winning sports person of the year
Regarding my last point, we were watching the awards at the club last night and as they introduced Lewis Hamilton they kept showing Theo Walcott in the crowd, now he could well be his best mate I don't know but it made us laugh that the first person in the crowd that they were to show was also a slightly black young Englishman with dodgy sideburns!
Other points of note from the week so far was an extremely nice lock in at a local bar. We entered after last orders were told we were cheeky gits for wanting to get served and then were encouraged to keep drinking by the friendly owner even if he was telling us to F off every round! We also this week found out that Du Casse has met and shaken the hand of the one and only Dorian Yates. He had earlier night asked how well I knew Jay Cutler because he is a friend on my facebook haha. Hopefully the week ahead will bring lots of fresh bent and I am eagerly anticipating it although I can say my wallet does not feel the same necessity to consistently go out.
Wednesday, 3 December 2008
Slacking
My sincere apologees for my lack of blogging, I have been and still am a very busy boy at uni I won't bore you with the fine details but a combination of essays, presentations, exams and general crap organisation skills of lecturers have not increased my Christms spirit as yet.
Last weekend was good though, I came back for Lauren's birthday outing which was on the Saturday, prior to this I managed a couple of rushed pints with the boys who were off to LA and chops who was away over the weekend, we had a nice group cuddle which prompted some curiosity from the onlookers. Friday saw me take a trip to Harrow with Simon for a bit of Christmas shopping, I don't think he fully appreciated my gay bent but I had been lacking since the last time I had seen anyone and then the evening saw a trip to the Vic (which was poo) and then onto Moons with Gary and Hodgson. This quiet night out turned out to be a not quite so quiet night as we drank into the early hours and resulted in a very pissed and subsequently hungover Tom and Gary. Saturday was the big day to Guanabara in London, it included a very odd crowd of a mixture of people that in theory should not have really worked but somehow did. An old man, well 2 if you count Simon haha, a fat arab, women, people's exs very strange.
There has been no betting recently because I am completely uninspired...only the shit tennis players are playing at the moment and the world of football has been crazy. Just ridiculous results week in week out. Liverpool being booed off the pitch after going top of the premiership just summed it up really. I think I will continue to hold off betting until either football has calmed down a bit or I start to get excited by X-Factor!
It's December and I achieved my own persoal target of avoiding listening to a full Christmas song before the 1st, I'm not a scrooge as I love Christmas but despise how early it arrives each year. December the 1st is when it starts eating advent chocolate, watching the girls put up the tree and investing in some Christmas beer and mince pies! So I am now exceedingly excited to get back for Christmas and Christmas bent. Pointless and fancy dress two major pissups. I did have an idea that amused myself about mixing the two together....Can you imagine a whole group of people all dressed up as tramps but on their own in the middle of London? Set the scene.... Bar OnAnon 6 tramps finish their cocktails and leave all in different directions, one tramp enters Cheers to be greated by another tramp already in their giving him the finger shouting 'I got here first now fuck off'. Imagine the looks on peoples faces when sat in a busy Nag's head pub as they point at a tramp and ask their friend 'why's that guy dressed as a tramp...and on his own' then imagine the amusement when he gets up and leaves only for a different tramp to arrive in the same pub half an hour later! Anyway I can't see this ever happening but as long as we get the two nights in somewhere over Christmas with a decent attendance it will keep me happy!!
Last weekend was good though, I came back for Lauren's birthday outing which was on the Saturday, prior to this I managed a couple of rushed pints with the boys who were off to LA and chops who was away over the weekend, we had a nice group cuddle which prompted some curiosity from the onlookers. Friday saw me take a trip to Harrow with Simon for a bit of Christmas shopping, I don't think he fully appreciated my gay bent but I had been lacking since the last time I had seen anyone and then the evening saw a trip to the Vic (which was poo) and then onto Moons with Gary and Hodgson. This quiet night out turned out to be a not quite so quiet night as we drank into the early hours and resulted in a very pissed and subsequently hungover Tom and Gary. Saturday was the big day to Guanabara in London, it included a very odd crowd of a mixture of people that in theory should not have really worked but somehow did. An old man, well 2 if you count Simon haha, a fat arab, women, people's exs very strange.
There has been no betting recently because I am completely uninspired...only the shit tennis players are playing at the moment and the world of football has been crazy. Just ridiculous results week in week out. Liverpool being booed off the pitch after going top of the premiership just summed it up really. I think I will continue to hold off betting until either football has calmed down a bit or I start to get excited by X-Factor!
It's December and I achieved my own persoal target of avoiding listening to a full Christmas song before the 1st, I'm not a scrooge as I love Christmas but despise how early it arrives each year. December the 1st is when it starts eating advent chocolate, watching the girls put up the tree and investing in some Christmas beer and mince pies! So I am now exceedingly excited to get back for Christmas and Christmas bent. Pointless and fancy dress two major pissups. I did have an idea that amused myself about mixing the two together....Can you imagine a whole group of people all dressed up as tramps but on their own in the middle of London? Set the scene.... Bar OnAnon 6 tramps finish their cocktails and leave all in different directions, one tramp enters Cheers to be greated by another tramp already in their giving him the finger shouting 'I got here first now fuck off'. Imagine the looks on peoples faces when sat in a busy Nag's head pub as they point at a tramp and ask their friend 'why's that guy dressed as a tramp...and on his own' then imagine the amusement when he gets up and leaves only for a different tramp to arrive in the same pub half an hour later! Anyway I can't see this ever happening but as long as we get the two nights in somewhere over Christmas with a decent attendance it will keep me happy!!
Monday, 17 November 2008
Confused
This week finds me a little confused. Lot's of things going on at university at the moment and it's all a bit baffling, I shant bore you with the details but fingers crossed it gets better soon. Football is also very odd, can anyone explain how the gooners can put in a performance like we did against United one week ago, followed up by our schoolboys giving an established premiership team a beating and then get completely dicked on by Villa yesterday? Tennis is barmy as well Andy Murray beats Federer wins his group easily and then gets thumped by Simon. As for my Davydenko bet, I was really pleased to see him go through the group and after a little discussion with J as to the possibility of laying a different amount other than £5 or £10 I decided that his chances of winning were slim so I intended to lay him so if he did end up winning I would get my £5 stake returned and if he lost I would win a very healthy £140, somehow (do not ask me how, as I have been kicking myself since) I cocked up the bet and managed to win £8.80 for him losing and lost £5 from him not winning. You can imagine my mood after cheering on Djokovic in the final and then finding out I actually wanted Davydenko to win after all. Not pleased, but at least I came away with a bit of money I suppose.
Weekend was reasonably good, although there is a lot of work on at the moment I gave up my Saturday and Sunday to help my friend move into his new house in Newcastle. This concluded in a night out in the toon. Previous visits to Newcastle have been somewhat disappointing, mainly due to not having a clue where to go and ending up in a 80s bar with lots of older women dressed very inappropriately, however this time we got a guided tour from a local on out course before he went home, followed by a second tour of all the local hotspots by a stripper who is also on our course, she had the added advantage of knowing all the bouncers of the local bars and wangled us in free everywhere, even telling the bouncers to remember us to let us in when she was no longer there. Seeing as I am pretty sure I only have about 2 readers and neither are women I can quite easily say they have it soooo easy. How does having big boobs give you any more right to get into a bar free over anyone else, anyway this could be a post for another day. Ultimately the night was really good, started drinking in Jesmond (a rather posh town not far from Newcastle) whilst watching the Rugby at about 3pm 12 hours later we were still going strong and it is quite possibly the most pissed I have been since the first day of our holiday. We guessed we had something like 15pints and my memories of the evening are somewhat sketchy as you can imagine I did not feel to great come Sunday morning. Good stuff though. As J has just said on his blog I too should try and make these posts a little more exciting and I will do my best very soon particularly once I get bored working.
Float = £20
Bet 1 = City to beat Brighton - LOST -£5
Bet 2 = Arsenal to beat Porto - WON - £2.67
Bet 3 = Arsenal to beat Porto & Fiorentina to beat Steau - LOST - £5
Bet 4 = Santoro to beat Schukin - WON - £7.20
Bet 5 = Cibulkova to beat Ivanovic - WON - £13.50
Bet 6 = Gasquet to beat Fish - WON - £9.77
Bet 7 = Lay Gasquet to win - LOST - £5
Bet 8 = Arsenal to beat Everton - WON - £2
Bet 9 = Austin to win X-Factor - LOST - £5
Bet 10 = Hrbaty to beat Schuettler - LOST - £5
Bet 11 = Becker to beat Beck - WON - £3.61
Bet 12 = Andreev to beat Kolschreiber - WON - £4.08
Bet 13 = Blake to beat Kiefer - WON - £4.04
Bet 14 = Davydenko to win Masters Cup - LOST - £5
Bet 15 = Arsenal to beat Man Utd - WON - £25.50
Bet 16 = Lay Arsenal to beat Man Utd - LOST - £5
Bet 17 = Lay Davydenko to win Masters Cup – WON- £8.80
Current remaining float = £66.17
Weekend was reasonably good, although there is a lot of work on at the moment I gave up my Saturday and Sunday to help my friend move into his new house in Newcastle. This concluded in a night out in the toon. Previous visits to Newcastle have been somewhat disappointing, mainly due to not having a clue where to go and ending up in a 80s bar with lots of older women dressed very inappropriately, however this time we got a guided tour from a local on out course before he went home, followed by a second tour of all the local hotspots by a stripper who is also on our course, she had the added advantage of knowing all the bouncers of the local bars and wangled us in free everywhere, even telling the bouncers to remember us to let us in when she was no longer there. Seeing as I am pretty sure I only have about 2 readers and neither are women I can quite easily say they have it soooo easy. How does having big boobs give you any more right to get into a bar free over anyone else, anyway this could be a post for another day. Ultimately the night was really good, started drinking in Jesmond (a rather posh town not far from Newcastle) whilst watching the Rugby at about 3pm 12 hours later we were still going strong and it is quite possibly the most pissed I have been since the first day of our holiday. We guessed we had something like 15pints and my memories of the evening are somewhat sketchy as you can imagine I did not feel to great come Sunday morning. Good stuff though. As J has just said on his blog I too should try and make these posts a little more exciting and I will do my best very soon particularly once I get bored working.
Float = £20
Bet 1 = City to beat Brighton - LOST -£5
Bet 2 = Arsenal to beat Porto - WON - £2.67
Bet 3 = Arsenal to beat Porto & Fiorentina to beat Steau - LOST - £5
Bet 4 = Santoro to beat Schukin - WON - £7.20
Bet 5 = Cibulkova to beat Ivanovic - WON - £13.50
Bet 6 = Gasquet to beat Fish - WON - £9.77
Bet 7 = Lay Gasquet to win - LOST - £5
Bet 8 = Arsenal to beat Everton - WON - £2
Bet 9 = Austin to win X-Factor - LOST - £5
Bet 10 = Hrbaty to beat Schuettler - LOST - £5
Bet 11 = Becker to beat Beck - WON - £3.61
Bet 12 = Andreev to beat Kolschreiber - WON - £4.08
Bet 13 = Blake to beat Kiefer - WON - £4.04
Bet 14 = Davydenko to win Masters Cup - LOST - £5
Bet 15 = Arsenal to beat Man Utd - WON - £25.50
Bet 16 = Lay Arsenal to beat Man Utd - LOST - £5
Bet 17 = Lay Davydenko to win Masters Cup – WON- £8.80
Current remaining float = £66.17
Saturday, 8 November 2008
Up The Arse!
WHAT A RESULT!! I think I speak on behalf of every Arsenal fan when I say from 85 mins on it was as if we were watching the Tottenham game from just over a week ago but scraped through it playing some fantastic stuff as well. Also I don't think you will see a better first half and possibly whole game anywhere in any league in the world, the football was brilliant and at half time the score could have quite easily been completely different. Without getting carried away there is still a long way to go and I personally still think the league will be just out of our grasp, with our relatively small squad and questionable defending and fighting against the yobish clubs in the league. I would suggest our best chance still lies within the cup competitions, we undoubtedly have a brilliant team who can play some fantastic football as proved today and I think we are much more likely to get the odd few wins against big clubs pushing us through to a cup victory rather than several wins on the trot on a bleak winter nights at some shit hole in the north.
On the upside I won my bet, although at half time I did lay Arsenal so didn't win quite as much as I might have done. This does class as my biggest win of published bets so things are looking up.
Float = £20
Bet 1 = City to beat Brighton - LOST -£5
Bet 2 = Arsenal to beat Porto - WON - £2.67
Bet 3 = Arsenal to beat Porto & Fiorentina to beat Steau - LOST - £5
Bet 4 = Santoro to beat Schukin - WON - £7.20
Bet 5 = Cibulkova to beat Ivanovic - WON - £13.50
Bet 6 = Gasquet to beat Fish - WON - £9.77
Bet 7 = Lay Gasquet to win - LOST - £5
Bet 8 = Arsenal to beat Everton - WON - £2
Bet 9 = Austin to win X-Factor - LOST - £5
Bet 10 = Hrbaty to beat Schuettler - LOST - £5
Bet 11 = Becker to beat Beck - WON - £3.61
Bet 12 = Andreev to beat Kolschreiber - WON - £4.08
Bet 13 = Blake to beat Kiefer - WON - £4.04
Bet 14 = Davydenko to win Masters Cup - Unsettled - £5 @ 30
Bet 15 = Arsenal to beat Man Utd - WON - £25.50
Bet 16 = Lay Arsenal to beat Man Utd - LOST - £5
Current remaining float = £57.37
On the upside I won my bet, although at half time I did lay Arsenal so didn't win quite as much as I might have done. This does class as my biggest win of published bets so things are looking up.
Float = £20
Bet 1 = City to beat Brighton - LOST -£5
Bet 2 = Arsenal to beat Porto - WON - £2.67
Bet 3 = Arsenal to beat Porto & Fiorentina to beat Steau - LOST - £5
Bet 4 = Santoro to beat Schukin - WON - £7.20
Bet 5 = Cibulkova to beat Ivanovic - WON - £13.50
Bet 6 = Gasquet to beat Fish - WON - £9.77
Bet 7 = Lay Gasquet to win - LOST - £5
Bet 8 = Arsenal to beat Everton - WON - £2
Bet 9 = Austin to win X-Factor - LOST - £5
Bet 10 = Hrbaty to beat Schuettler - LOST - £5
Bet 11 = Becker to beat Beck - WON - £3.61
Bet 12 = Andreev to beat Kolschreiber - WON - £4.08
Bet 13 = Blake to beat Kiefer - WON - £4.04
Bet 14 = Davydenko to win Masters Cup - Unsettled - £5 @ 30
Bet 15 = Arsenal to beat Man Utd - WON - £25.50
Bet 16 = Lay Arsenal to beat Man Utd - LOST - £5
Current remaining float = £57.37
Friday, 7 November 2008
Mug
Have realised it has been a while since I posted a bet, so for that I apologise. I saw J's post earlier this week and that is just the sort of thing that I feel has been happening to us since the start, good solid reasoning leading to a sensible bet that goes completely tits up. So enough of sensibleness and let's go for some wild mug punts. Arsenal are priced at 3.6 to beat Utd tomorrow. We are currently playing like a load of headless chickens and I am pretty sure that based on recent performances the fans would not have noticed had the Arsenal team been swapped for BFTD, they even have an injury list that can only be matched of BFTD of old Adebayor out injured (James' dislocated finger) Walcott out injured (Lawrence' broken finger) Sagna out injured (Gary's bad knee) and not forgetting poor old Eduardo from that horror tackle last year (Kieron's completely fucked knee). Utd on the other hand having been playing some good football and come into the game with a near full fit squad. Everything would lead you to the suggestion that Utd should walk it so that is where the sensible money is. I'm not doing this and gonna lump my first £10 bet on a home win.
I am also going to do another silly bet and bet on Davydenko to win the Masters Cup. He is undoubtedly in the easier of the two groups (avoiding both Federer and Murray) and with opposition such as Djokovic, Del Potro and Tsonga who like Davydenko all have had very mixed results this year it is worth a £5 punt at 30. Hopefully he might be able to sneak through or alternatively I will ask around the Russian maffia to see if he is likely to throw any of his matches so to lay him at a later date.
I am also going to do another silly bet and bet on Davydenko to win the Masters Cup. He is undoubtedly in the easier of the two groups (avoiding both Federer and Murray) and with opposition such as Djokovic, Del Potro and Tsonga who like Davydenko all have had very mixed results this year it is worth a £5 punt at 30. Hopefully he might be able to sneak through or alternatively I will ask around the Russian maffia to see if he is likely to throw any of his matches so to lay him at a later date.
Monday, 3 November 2008
Weekend Back Home
After a depressing string of events up north I decided to make the trip back home for some much needed bent. I was not disappointed. Friday saw me play on the new courts at Lowlands with J, which always seems to end up using doublehanded forehands and singlehanded backhands and normally hitting it as fast as we can. Good fun. The day progressed and ended up going to visit my little bro with Dj Daz. I didn't know quite what to expect but it was a good laugh, Daz was full of appetising bent and it culminated in us dressed in ridiculous costumes breakdancing on David's lounge floor and dodging fireworks being fired out of people's hands in the garden. Earlier that evening we had popped into the RE bar where a text from Chopper set me a little task, with one of his ex colleagues. I took the task, got photographic evidence and Chopper is still yet to pay up....very disappointed!!
Saturday was even better, lots of rain stopped play which meant I could go out earlier with fellow troopers Daz and J. We anticipated lots of things that we could do for our pointless two hours with ridiculous suggestions such as open top bus tour of London, strip clubs or seeing a show they were all brushed aside with conversations about how many drinks could be consumed instead. The evening started well at bar On anon, 3 jugs of delicious cocktail, some nicer than others (thanks Daz) then we were joined by the others before swiftly departing on our wild adventure. Strangely enough I had a good time and was in a bit of a rush to get back in time in the end so could have done with some more time on my own. Three moments that stood out for me was 1) seeing J in the first bar I went into and was welcomed by a 2 fingered salute to which I ignored turned and left. 2) Somehow getting into Strawberry Moons, girls got in free but guys were £8 but for some reason I didn’t get charged, whether this was due to the bouncer feeling sorry for me, he confused me for a girl or another reason I don’t know. 3)Sitting in All Bar One at a table for 6 people, looking straight at a mirror looking back at me, it was quite nostalgic watching myself drinking alone, I found myself laughing to myself, people must have thought I was a right fruitcake. Ended up getting 5 drinks in 5 different locations having visited nearer to 10 for various toilet stops and checking out the place to see if it was any good. I have made a little diagram of my adventure throughout the evening although I only posted the places I could remember and that I could find on the internet. The night concluded brilliantly with two wrestling bouts. First Chops took on the Bot and then Nails. I haven’t laughed so hard in a long time, both then and watching it back. Hopefully this night will be repeated!
Saturday was even better, lots of rain stopped play which meant I could go out earlier with fellow troopers Daz and J. We anticipated lots of things that we could do for our pointless two hours with ridiculous suggestions such as open top bus tour of London, strip clubs or seeing a show they were all brushed aside with conversations about how many drinks could be consumed instead. The evening started well at bar On anon, 3 jugs of delicious cocktail, some nicer than others (thanks Daz) then we were joined by the others before swiftly departing on our wild adventure. Strangely enough I had a good time and was in a bit of a rush to get back in time in the end so could have done with some more time on my own. Three moments that stood out for me was 1) seeing J in the first bar I went into and was welcomed by a 2 fingered salute to which I ignored turned and left. 2) Somehow getting into Strawberry Moons, girls got in free but guys were £8 but for some reason I didn’t get charged, whether this was due to the bouncer feeling sorry for me, he confused me for a girl or another reason I don’t know. 3)Sitting in All Bar One at a table for 6 people, looking straight at a mirror looking back at me, it was quite nostalgic watching myself drinking alone, I found myself laughing to myself, people must have thought I was a right fruitcake. Ended up getting 5 drinks in 5 different locations having visited nearer to 10 for various toilet stops and checking out the place to see if it was any good. I have made a little diagram of my adventure throughout the evening although I only posted the places I could remember and that I could find on the internet. The night concluded brilliantly with two wrestling bouts. First Chops took on the Bot and then Nails. I haven’t laughed so hard in a long time, both then and watching it back. Hopefully this night will be repeated!
Betting – Austin got dumped out of X-Factor, guess this is a moment to only bet on what you know on…..back to tennis. P.S. football’s shit.
Monday, 27 October 2008
Bad Mood
Today finds me in a bad mood which is a shame. I had a great weekend with the boys coming to visit and having woken this morning with lots of university tasks to sort out without any bent planned for several weeks I am a bit low. It also hasn't helped that I had been following one of the tennis matches this morning and as I was about to bet on it, my computer decided to freeze. By the time I logged back on Baghdatis had one his set and there was no point placing the bet. The bet I was going to place would have won me over a ton. Not best pleased!!!!
Anyway enough of the moaning, the weekend was great. J and Dazzy came to visit and we had two good nights out, plenty of Pro evo and watched 3 good games of football. It is very rare that when you watch 90 mins of three games all three results are what you are hoping for, but this weekend with Utd not winning, Liverpool beating Chelsea and more importantly the Arse beating the Hammers it couldn't have got much better. Slightly apprehensive about this weeks football. On Tottenham's recent form we should annihilate them however with a new manager in charge and being a local derby under floodlights for an evening game it is certainly going to have a cup feel to it and anything can happen!
Few funny things from the weekend was J's fantastic American accent that he produced in order to get girls to take photos of us... 'Me and two buddys are over on an excursion from Omaha, Nebraska'.....lol. The bouncer describing Dazzy as being as keen as mustard to get his ID out and get into the club. Morning bent in the conservatory...enough said. And finally Daz's fantastic displays in Pro evo against James, thank goodness I didn't play Daz he was on fire! There are plenty more things which I will let the others describe in their blogs.
Not coming home this weekend anymore due to lack of funds unfotunately so looks like next time to look forward to will be just over a month for Miss Franklins birthday. Back to the grind now and if anyone has any fantastic ideas for a dissertation, please send them my way. Much appreciated!
Anyway enough of the moaning, the weekend was great. J and Dazzy came to visit and we had two good nights out, plenty of Pro evo and watched 3 good games of football. It is very rare that when you watch 90 mins of three games all three results are what you are hoping for, but this weekend with Utd not winning, Liverpool beating Chelsea and more importantly the Arse beating the Hammers it couldn't have got much better. Slightly apprehensive about this weeks football. On Tottenham's recent form we should annihilate them however with a new manager in charge and being a local derby under floodlights for an evening game it is certainly going to have a cup feel to it and anything can happen!
Few funny things from the weekend was J's fantastic American accent that he produced in order to get girls to take photos of us... 'Me and two buddys are over on an excursion from Omaha, Nebraska'.....lol. The bouncer describing Dazzy as being as keen as mustard to get his ID out and get into the club. Morning bent in the conservatory...enough said. And finally Daz's fantastic displays in Pro evo against James, thank goodness I didn't play Daz he was on fire! There are plenty more things which I will let the others describe in their blogs.
Not coming home this weekend anymore due to lack of funds unfotunately so looks like next time to look forward to will be just over a month for Miss Franklins birthday. Back to the grind now and if anyone has any fantastic ideas for a dissertation, please send them my way. Much appreciated!
Wednesday, 22 October 2008
Got away with it!
After those three ridiculous bets earlier I got away with it with only one losing (The three that won all went to a 3rd set which just shows how close I was to losing £20) as it happens I am £6.73 up for the day.
Float = £20
Bet 1 = City to beat Brighton - LOST -£5
Bet 2 = Arsenal to beat Porto - WON - £2.67
Bet 3 = Arsenal to beat Porto & Fiorentina to beat Steau - LOST - £5
Bet 4 = Santoro to beat Schukin - WON - £7.20
Bet 5 = Cibulkova to beat Ivanovic - WON - £13.50
Bet 6 = Gasquet to beat Fish - WON - £9.77
Bet 7 = Lay Gasquet to win - LOST - £5
Bet 8 = Arsenal to beat Everton - WON - £2
Bet 9 = Austin to win X-Factor - Unsettled - £5 @ 8.8
Bet 10 = Hrbaty to beat Schuettler - LOST - £5
Bet 11 = Becker to beat Beck - WON - £3.61
Bet 12 = Andreev to beat Kolschreiber - WON - £4.08
Bet 13 = Blake to beat Kiefer - WON - £4.04
Current remaining float = £41.87
Unfortunately I did write a whole blog post earlier but my computer died and I lost it and can't be bothered to do it again but cutting a long story short, was pleased to see Daz's latest post was nice to have you back in the game, Chopper you still need to sort yourself out!
Float = £20
Bet 1 = City to beat Brighton - LOST -£5
Bet 2 = Arsenal to beat Porto - WON - £2.67
Bet 3 = Arsenal to beat Porto & Fiorentina to beat Steau - LOST - £5
Bet 4 = Santoro to beat Schukin - WON - £7.20
Bet 5 = Cibulkova to beat Ivanovic - WON - £13.50
Bet 6 = Gasquet to beat Fish - WON - £9.77
Bet 7 = Lay Gasquet to win - LOST - £5
Bet 8 = Arsenal to beat Everton - WON - £2
Bet 9 = Austin to win X-Factor - Unsettled - £5 @ 8.8
Bet 10 = Hrbaty to beat Schuettler - LOST - £5
Bet 11 = Becker to beat Beck - WON - £3.61
Bet 12 = Andreev to beat Kolschreiber - WON - £4.08
Bet 13 = Blake to beat Kiefer - WON - £4.04
Current remaining float = £41.87
Unfortunately I did write a whole blog post earlier but my computer died and I lost it and can't be bothered to do it again but cutting a long story short, was pleased to see Daz's latest post was nice to have you back in the game, Chopper you still need to sort yourself out!
Betting Madness
After being a bit pissed off I bottled out of a double with Arsenal and Bayern last night (had it all up on the screen and was all set to hit confirm when I got a bit twitchy) I have been a bit silly this morning and put 4 bets on the tennis. I got up still a bit pissed from last night and thought it would be a good idea. I still hope to lay them off but picked all of them due to recent form and in my opinion reasonable odds as all of these are favourites.
Bet 9 - Hrbaty to beat Schuettler at 3.0
Bet 10 - Becker to beat Beck at 1.85
Bet 11 - Andreev to beat Kolschreiber at 1.86
Bet 12 - Blake to beat Kiefer at 1.76
Fingers Crossed
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I tried to post this up earlier but for some reason this site was down. So far bet 9, 10 and 11 have finished 2 up one down.
Just to prove I did actually put it on!
Monday, 20 October 2008
More Betting
I too this morning saw the very good price that J has snapped up for the amount of goals in the game tonight but he has pipped me to it so good luck to him, there is a good chance I will be at that game tonight as well which will be slightly odd. It will mean I have been to more Newcastle games this season than Arsenal games. I am hoping for a good home win though jut to put Spurs even further off the pace. So J I hope you are right and there are loads of goals also I am eager for these huge £10 bets to start rolling, I have been planning what to spend my first million on!
I will delve into Champions League bets tomorrow but haven't done too well there and if recent Champions League game are anything to go by anything could happen! So back to tennis and looking at todays market a few prices took my fancy. Calleri to beat Fish at 4.9 Hrbaty to beat Tursunov at 6.2 Andreev to beat Melzer at 2.12 and Robredo to beat Llodra at 1.83. All I am hoping will keep holding serve for a while their price drops before laying them off.
I'm off out though this morning so gonna hold off on all of them and hope I get back in time to place a few a bit later!
I will delve into Champions League bets tomorrow but haven't done too well there and if recent Champions League game are anything to go by anything could happen! So back to tennis and looking at todays market a few prices took my fancy. Calleri to beat Fish at 4.9 Hrbaty to beat Tursunov at 6.2 Andreev to beat Melzer at 2.12 and Robredo to beat Llodra at 1.83. All I am hoping will keep holding serve for a while their price drops before laying them off.
I'm off out though this morning so gonna hold off on all of them and hope I get back in time to place a few a bit later!
Saturday, 18 October 2008
Arsenal
Just watched a nail biting game live on the computer and Arsenal in the first half were terrible, Everton looked like the were going to score every time they went forward with our defence chasing shadows. Toure, Song, Adbayor and Eboue costantly ran around like headless chickens bumping into random blue shirted players luckily Arsenal improved after Walcott came on, bad news Toure and Nasri both went off injured. I know Necastle and West Ham might disagree but Arsenal over this season and the last have been plagued by some terrible injuries at critical times. Let's hope this improves and fast! Also Andy Murray beat Federer wtf!!! Let's hope Rafa or Simon put him to sword in the final!
Float = £20
Bet 1 = City to beat Brighton - LOST -£5
Bet 2 = Arsenal to beat Porto - WON - £2.67
Bet 3 = Arsenal to beat Porto & Fiorentina to beat Steau - LOST - £5
Bet 4 = Santoro to beat Schukin - WON - £7.20
Bet 5 = Cibulkova to beat Ivanovic - WON - £13.50
Bet 6 = Gasquet to beat Fish - WON - £9.77
Bet 7 = Lay Gasquet to win - LOST - £5
Bet 8 = Arsenal to beat Everton - WON - £2
Current remaining float = £39.74
Also after some discussion yesterday I have decided to place my bet of £5 now on Austin to win X-factor at 8.8, if I had waited any longer and got another win it would have had to be a £10 bet and I am not overly confident. Hopefully he will get through the next few weeks so I can lay him off.
Float = £20
Bet 1 = City to beat Brighton - LOST -£5
Bet 2 = Arsenal to beat Porto - WON - £2.67
Bet 3 = Arsenal to beat Porto & Fiorentina to beat Steau - LOST - £5
Bet 4 = Santoro to beat Schukin - WON - £7.20
Bet 5 = Cibulkova to beat Ivanovic - WON - £13.50
Bet 6 = Gasquet to beat Fish - WON - £9.77
Bet 7 = Lay Gasquet to win - LOST - £5
Bet 8 = Arsenal to beat Everton - WON - £2
Current remaining float = £39.74
Also after some discussion yesterday I have decided to place my bet of £5 now on Austin to win X-factor at 8.8, if I had waited any longer and got another win it would have had to be a £10 bet and I am not overly confident. Hopefully he will get through the next few weeks so I can lay him off.
Bet 8
Couldn't resist a cheeky weekend punt and while still in limbo about long term bets I thought i'd look to see if any of the football this weekend took my fancy. Nothing really did so thought I'd back my team Arsenal to beat Everton. After losing the last home game and with a few injuries to the team I think 2/5 is a fair price so there goes my fiver, should this come off I will only need one more win to take me up to the competitive level of £10 stakes!
I was also considering backing Villa to beat Pompey at home at 4/5 but after last time one of us bet on Villa I will leave that well alone.
UP THE ARSE!
I was also considering backing Villa to beat Pompey at home at 4/5 but after last time one of us bet on Villa I will leave that well alone.
UP THE ARSE!
Friday, 17 October 2008
Potential Bets
Well after a few wins on the trot for J and myself our little money making scheme is getting interesting. We have just agreed to up the ante should results go our way and if either of us get to the stage where we have £40 in our kitty the bet size will increase from £5 to £10 however if we go back underneath £40 it will go back to a smaller £5 bet. This should hopefully make us become millionnaires slightly quicker.
I have been thinking of a change in tactic also recently. After a bad start I have been betting on live tennis matches which has been doing me well, unfortunately though when the tournaments get towards their end, such as the Madrid masters is now the usuals always win (Roger, Rafa, cough Mandy cough) so less easy betsto pick up on. Football has not been kind to me and with my terrible record in J's prediction league im not sure thats the way to go. As my kitty has increased I did conider putting a few long term bets on as in the past I have always quite liked this type of bet and adds to extra anticipation. Certain markets I have been looking in at the moment are:
Golden boot winner - Torres has just been ruled out for 4 games and at the moment is the favourite to win the golden boot again which is reflected in the odds, however, Ronaldo and Adebayor are currently at 9/1 surely if they bang in a few goals between now and Torres' return their price will shorten offering a potential lay opportunity?!?!
X Factor - I have seen a bit of this years X Factor (don't all berate me too much) The girls are easily the best/most talented/and also the favourites however how many times do girls ever win this sort of competition? Apart from Leona who has got to be a one off, the majority of winners are blokes, presumably because the mums fancy them or want to mother them, the young girls fancy them and also that no real men watch the competition so are unlikely to vote for the fit girl. In conclusion (you can tell i'm in essay mode again) there is a guy called scott (bit of a knob in my opinion) toddler called Owen (except its spelt the Welsh way something like Efgjejwooon) and someone called Austin (gay name but apparently he is fit) so should one of these do well it will be Austin and he was an early front runner but had fallen down the order slightly du to good comments to the girls last week. Therefore a cheeky punt on him might go down well.
Sports Personality - I am a little bit confused by the favourite for sports personality Rebecca Adlington. Yes she did win 2 unexpected gold medals and break a world record and deservedly deserves to be up in the running, however, didn't Chris Hoy get 3 gold medals? Doesn't this make him 1 gold medal better? Presumably this is due to Hoy being a favourite to win gold before the Olympics started, being Scottish probably wont help and because cycling is possibly a less popular event. Already got some money riding on both of them already but don't know whether to lump a bit more on, i'm guessing the bookies don't normally get these things wrong and there is a certain Mr Hamilton who could throw his hat into the ring if he ever stops whining about Massa and knuckles down to do the business.
A less gambling related post to come soon....promise. P.S. very excited for the next 2 weekends, Daz and J coming to visit and the return home to see everyone (or drink on my own in London somewhere)!
I have been thinking of a change in tactic also recently. After a bad start I have been betting on live tennis matches which has been doing me well, unfortunately though when the tournaments get towards their end, such as the Madrid masters is now the usuals always win (Roger, Rafa, cough Mandy cough) so less easy betsto pick up on. Football has not been kind to me and with my terrible record in J's prediction league im not sure thats the way to go. As my kitty has increased I did conider putting a few long term bets on as in the past I have always quite liked this type of bet and adds to extra anticipation. Certain markets I have been looking in at the moment are:
Golden boot winner - Torres has just been ruled out for 4 games and at the moment is the favourite to win the golden boot again which is reflected in the odds, however, Ronaldo and Adebayor are currently at 9/1 surely if they bang in a few goals between now and Torres' return their price will shorten offering a potential lay opportunity?!?!
X Factor - I have seen a bit of this years X Factor (don't all berate me too much) The girls are easily the best/most talented/and also the favourites however how many times do girls ever win this sort of competition? Apart from Leona who has got to be a one off, the majority of winners are blokes, presumably because the mums fancy them or want to mother them, the young girls fancy them and also that no real men watch the competition so are unlikely to vote for the fit girl. In conclusion (you can tell i'm in essay mode again) there is a guy called scott (bit of a knob in my opinion) toddler called Owen (except its spelt the Welsh way something like Efgjejwooon) and someone called Austin (gay name but apparently he is fit) so should one of these do well it will be Austin and he was an early front runner but had fallen down the order slightly du to good comments to the girls last week. Therefore a cheeky punt on him might go down well.
Sports Personality - I am a little bit confused by the favourite for sports personality Rebecca Adlington. Yes she did win 2 unexpected gold medals and break a world record and deservedly deserves to be up in the running, however, didn't Chris Hoy get 3 gold medals? Doesn't this make him 1 gold medal better? Presumably this is due to Hoy being a favourite to win gold before the Olympics started, being Scottish probably wont help and because cycling is possibly a less popular event. Already got some money riding on both of them already but don't know whether to lump a bit more on, i'm guessing the bookies don't normally get these things wrong and there is a certain Mr Hamilton who could throw his hat into the ring if he ever stops whining about Massa and knuckles down to do the business.
A less gambling related post to come soon....promise. P.S. very excited for the next 2 weekends, Daz and J coming to visit and the return home to see everyone (or drink on my own in London somewhere)!
Tuesday, 14 October 2008
3 Posts in one day
Float = £20
Bet 1 = City to beat Brighton - LOST -£5
Bet 2 = Arsenal to beat Porto - WON - £2.67
Bet 3 = Arsenal to beat Porto & Fiorentina to beat Steau - LOST - £5
Bet 4 = Santoro to beat Schukin - WON - £7.20
Bet 5 = Cibulkova to beat Ivanovic - WON - £13.50
Bet 6 = Gasquet to beat Fish - WON - £9.77
Bet 7 = Lay Gasquet to win - LOST - £5
Current remaining float = £37.74
Bet 1 = City to beat Brighton - LOST -£5
Bet 2 = Arsenal to beat Porto - WON - £2.67
Bet 3 = Arsenal to beat Porto & Fiorentina to beat Steau - LOST - £5
Bet 4 = Santoro to beat Schukin - WON - £7.20
Bet 5 = Cibulkova to beat Ivanovic - WON - £13.50
Bet 6 = Gasquet to beat Fish - WON - £9.77
Bet 7 = Lay Gasquet to win - LOST - £5
Current remaining float = £37.74
Bailed
I just saw Gasquet win the 2nd set but as I have to go out and there were a few squeaky bum time moments at the end of that set I layed him to win. Also in the long term it is probably best to green up and keep the pressure firmly on J. To lose £5 now would even things up a bit. I do like the odds he got for England Belarus though. All other games have shit odds so might stick to tennis.
I would normally leave my lay to cover my original stake but as this is not how it works in this game I layed him to the value of £5 @ 1.69 so I am now hoping for a Mardy Fish win to win the bigger amount....oh dear
More news on howmuch was earned later.
I would normally leave my lay to cover my original stake but as this is not how it works in this game I layed him to the value of £5 @ 1.69 so I am now hoping for a Mardy Fish win to win the bigger amount....oh dear
More news on howmuch was earned later.
Bet 6
Gasquet to beat Fish @ 2.92 after losing on a tiebreak first set. May look to lay this sharpish if he gets off to a good start.
Monday, 13 October 2008
Weekend
Hiya everyone, decided to do a quick post on my weekend and avoid gambling for this post as I think I may have bored some of you with constant gambling talk. This weekend was a little manic as Paul had his parents and sister visiting for the weekend meaning a muscial beds situation arising. This was further complicated by Simon dropping a mental visit into the equation. Simon was meant to arrive just before the footy started Saturday evening into Middlesbrough however seeing as Simon has never been on a proper train before and obviously was not listening in geography class all those years ago got Darlington and Derby a bit confused. It didn't end up too much of a problem as I ended up getting to watch the whole game, and Simon arrived 3-4 hours late!
We promptly wolfed down a curry (which was very yummy) and got straight off into town with a guy from uni before heading to Tall Trees for a raving night out. Tall trees was really good and exceeding expectations. It's next to the hotel and a couple of the rooms overlook a really nicely lit swimming pool, they had a big sweeping ballroom floor and the traditional massive dance floor, with neon lights, dry ice machines, scantily clad women, and strange red drinks being thrown into the air. This all overlooked by a balcony which circled the entire floor. The place was absolutely packed and I think everyone had a good time, even if I did get started on by two cocks twice throughout the night. Number 1, I was sat down with Simon when I saw Lee returning from the toilet in the distance I did a strange dancing waving routine as I am sure some of you may have seen before and before I knew it I had some fat knob gel dripping from his shitty northern haircut standing over me saying 'you fucking what....' I was a little bemused but his friend came and whisked him away before Simes and I layed the smackdown on him. Number 2 came on the big dancefloor where a Michael Jackson tune came on so as anyone would do I completed a Michael Jackson spin, however not realising I had been drinking for quite sometime and my proprioception and balance was not what it should be I lost my footing and bumped into a girl next to us, and when I say bump it was literally that I barely touched her but she responded with pushing me as hard as her feeble little arms could do away, I ignored the pathetic northern wench and carried on dancing when I felt a firm hand on my shoulder, it could have been the guy from earliers twin, both fat northerners with a silly haircut. 'Wotch wot yooer foookin dooin'.... 'i only slipped for fuck sake'....'I sed wotch wot yooer foookin doin'...'It has nothing to do with you anyway....dick'. I thought the dick bit ended it quite nicely and I boogied off into the distance. Maybe I ought to stop dancing it seems to get me into more trouble than its worth!
Anyway the night finished and we returned home to a packed house, not wanting to make any noise we filled up some water bottles and I took Simon for a walk around the area, ended up being out for quite a while as we must have returned home after 5! The Sunday saw several games of pro evo, and a mooch into Middlesbrough
where I showed Simon all the sights including the Middlesbrough bottle, which is one of the key properties on Middlesbrough Monopoly. Anyway hope everyone is good and I am extremely excited about a couple of the other guys coming to visit me soon, feels like I never left!
We promptly wolfed down a curry (which was very yummy) and got straight off into town with a guy from uni before heading to Tall Trees for a raving night out. Tall trees was really good and exceeding expectations. It's next to the hotel and a couple of the rooms overlook a really nicely lit swimming pool, they had a big sweeping ballroom floor and the traditional massive dance floor, with neon lights, dry ice machines, scantily clad women, and strange red drinks being thrown into the air. This all overlooked by a balcony which circled the entire floor. The place was absolutely packed and I think everyone had a good time, even if I did get started on by two cocks twice throughout the night. Number 1, I was sat down with Simon when I saw Lee returning from the toilet in the distance I did a strange dancing waving routine as I am sure some of you may have seen before and before I knew it I had some fat knob gel dripping from his shitty northern haircut standing over me saying 'you fucking what....' I was a little bemused but his friend came and whisked him away before Simes and I layed the smackdown on him. Number 2 came on the big dancefloor where a Michael Jackson tune came on so as anyone would do I completed a Michael Jackson spin, however not realising I had been drinking for quite sometime and my proprioception and balance was not what it should be I lost my footing and bumped into a girl next to us, and when I say bump it was literally that I barely touched her but she responded with pushing me as hard as her feeble little arms could do away, I ignored the pathetic northern wench and carried on dancing when I felt a firm hand on my shoulder, it could have been the guy from earliers twin, both fat northerners with a silly haircut. 'Wotch wot yooer foookin dooin'.... 'i only slipped for fuck sake'....'I sed wotch wot yooer foookin doin'...'It has nothing to do with you anyway....dick'. I thought the dick bit ended it quite nicely and I boogied off into the distance. Maybe I ought to stop dancing it seems to get me into more trouble than its worth!
Anyway the night finished and we returned home to a packed house, not wanting to make any noise we filled up some water bottles and I took Simon for a walk around the area, ended up being out for quite a while as we must have returned home after 5! The Sunday saw several games of pro evo, and a mooch into Middlesbrough
where I showed Simon all the sights including the Middlesbrough bottle, which is one of the key properties on Middlesbrough Monopoly. Anyway hope everyone is good and I am extremely excited about a couple of the other guys coming to visit me soon, feels like I never left!
Wednesday, 8 October 2008
Tennis
A high and a low for today. I'm quite enjoying making little in-play tennis bets at the moment and am quite amazed at how the odds can fluctuate so much based on one or two points. Gonzo went a set down to Gulbis earlier (one break of serve) and all of a sudden his odds went to 9/2. Considering it was just one break of serve I thought i'd get in on the action. I did invisige him extremely stressed though so thought that might be why his odds were so long. It wasn't til I went back to check the score later that I realised I hadn't placed the bet. My excuse was that I had about 10 windows open all on different websites looking for odds and was more interested in my cup of tea than pressing the accept bet button. What a dick.
Pissed off I looked for more tennis action to get into and saw that Ivanovic (a set up) was trailing Cibulkova in the 2nd Set. I watched for a while and the slovak took the 2nd set. The third set was typical women's tennis and neither could hold their serve, but if that continued it would result in the underdog potentially having two chances to serve it out. I decided to Make my 5th bet and stick a £5er on at the ridiculous price of 3.7. I decided to check Eurosport to see if it was on and it was except by the time I had done this it had gone to a bloody tie-break. I watched intently and would you believe it Ivanovic crumbled and I got yet another win!! I think as I am often free in the day this is going to be my new favourite hobby, particularly if I can find a game that's on the telly!
Float = £20
Bet 1 = City to beat Brighton - LOST -£5
Bet 2 = Arsenal to beat Porto - WON - £2.67
Bet 3 = Arsenal to beat Porto & Fiorentina to beat Steau - LOST - £5
Bet 4 = Santoro to beat Schukin - WON - £7.20
Bet 5 = Cibulkova to beat Ivanovic - WON - £13.50
Current remaining float = £32.97
So for the first time since we started I am now in profit! No more betting for today and probably not tomorrow due to a day at uni but roll on Friday!
Pissed off I looked for more tennis action to get into and saw that Ivanovic (a set up) was trailing Cibulkova in the 2nd Set. I watched for a while and the slovak took the 2nd set. The third set was typical women's tennis and neither could hold their serve, but if that continued it would result in the underdog potentially having two chances to serve it out. I decided to Make my 5th bet and stick a £5er on at the ridiculous price of 3.7. I decided to check Eurosport to see if it was on and it was except by the time I had done this it had gone to a bloody tie-break. I watched intently and would you believe it Ivanovic crumbled and I got yet another win!! I think as I am often free in the day this is going to be my new favourite hobby, particularly if I can find a game that's on the telly!
Float = £20
Bet 1 = City to beat Brighton - LOST -£5
Bet 2 = Arsenal to beat Porto - WON - £2.67
Bet 3 = Arsenal to beat Porto & Fiorentina to beat Steau - LOST - £5
Bet 4 = Santoro to beat Schukin - WON - £7.20
Bet 5 = Cibulkova to beat Ivanovic - WON - £13.50
Current remaining float = £32.97
So for the first time since we started I am now in profit! No more betting for today and probably not tomorrow due to a day at uni but roll on Friday!
Monday, 6 October 2008
RESULT
Santoro did come back from a set down and he has just beaten the dirty Russian woooo. Watching the score change every 5minutes on betfair is not a good way to watch a tennis match though! Having said that it was actually quite good fun and I think in-play betting is definately the way to go, you do get some ridiculous prices put up just if the player loses their serve. Although not involved in my competition with J I did do some tiddly bets with £2 stakes and ended up on top there aswell. Maybe my luck is about to change....then again I am sure silly mug punts on tennis matches I have not researched or watched is not going to win me this challenge!!
That result takes me 53p shy of my original float and now as I don't have to risk any money for at least a week I can relax and look for more realistic chances of increasing my balance.
Float = £20
Bet 1 = City to beat Brighton - LOST -£5
Bet 2 = Arsenal to beat Porto - WON - £2.67
Bet 3 = Arsenal to beat Porto & Fiorentina to beat Steau - LOST - £5
Bet 4 = Santoro to beat Schukin - WON - £7.20
Current remaining float = £19.47
That result takes me 53p shy of my original float and now as I don't have to risk any money for at least a week I can relax and look for more realistic chances of increasing my balance.
Float = £20
Bet 1 = City to beat Brighton - LOST -£5
Bet 2 = Arsenal to beat Porto - WON - £2.67
Bet 3 = Arsenal to beat Porto & Fiorentina to beat Steau - LOST - £5
Bet 4 = Santoro to beat Schukin - WON - £7.20
Current remaining float = £19.47
Silly Bet Number 4!
I have been looking all day for something to bet on but have found diddly squat so I have been looking on silly markets, even thought about backing lucky dog blue number 2 but thought better of it. Just spoke to J and he said he was considering betting on Polish football, we really are two muppets (no offence J).
I have found a bet that took my interest and it is in-play tennis betting. Stupid bet here we go.
I have backed Santoro to beat Schulkin at 2.44 with a £5 stake. Santoro has good odds against this unknown as he is currently a set down, however it is going with serve and I like Santoro so fingers crossed.
On a seperate note why is nobody blogging just seen a post from J so will have to read that but Dazzy now your back mate sort it out!! As for you chops your last post was about the holiday! Gareth I have given up on you!
No real news for me at the moment apart from the fact I am only in 2 days a week which sounds great but the amount of 'homework' they are giving is ridiculous. I also first aided (if thats a word) my first Rugby game the other day, apart from confirming the idea I already had that all rugby players are nutters it was a good game. Only got called on a few times for some minor bumps to the head so was standing around in the cold getting pissed on for most of it! Not great but enjoyed the game. Just as I was looking forward to a warm shower and a nice Sunday roast i was waiting for the ball to go out of play to signal the end of the game when I was being shouted and waved at by the opposing teams medic....I trotted across to the other end of the pitch, bag in hand when I heard the players screaming 'he's broke his leg' possibly the last thing I wanted to hear. The other medic told me to deal with him as he didn't feel competent leaving me to do my stuff with this crying, screaming 6ft something 15stone rugby player. As it turns out he hadn't broke his leg (I hope), but had possibly torn his tibialis anterior (big muscle in front of your shin). I know it sounds a little sick but I quite wanted it to be broken. So much of the first aiding I have done has been little incidents and it is quite good experience to come across these other injuries, anyway luckily for the guy I think he will be OK.
I have found a bet that took my interest and it is in-play tennis betting. Stupid bet here we go.
I have backed Santoro to beat Schulkin at 2.44 with a £5 stake. Santoro has good odds against this unknown as he is currently a set down, however it is going with serve and I like Santoro so fingers crossed.
On a seperate note why is nobody blogging just seen a post from J so will have to read that but Dazzy now your back mate sort it out!! As for you chops your last post was about the holiday! Gareth I have given up on you!
No real news for me at the moment apart from the fact I am only in 2 days a week which sounds great but the amount of 'homework' they are giving is ridiculous. I also first aided (if thats a word) my first Rugby game the other day, apart from confirming the idea I already had that all rugby players are nutters it was a good game. Only got called on a few times for some minor bumps to the head so was standing around in the cold getting pissed on for most of it! Not great but enjoyed the game. Just as I was looking forward to a warm shower and a nice Sunday roast i was waiting for the ball to go out of play to signal the end of the game when I was being shouted and waved at by the opposing teams medic....I trotted across to the other end of the pitch, bag in hand when I heard the players screaming 'he's broke his leg' possibly the last thing I wanted to hear. The other medic told me to deal with him as he didn't feel competent leaving me to do my stuff with this crying, screaming 6ft something 15stone rugby player. As it turns out he hadn't broke his leg (I hope), but had possibly torn his tibialis anterior (big muscle in front of your shin). I know it sounds a little sick but I quite wanted it to be broken. So much of the first aiding I have done has been little incidents and it is quite good experience to come across these other injuries, anyway luckily for the guy I think he will be OK.
Tuesday, 30 September 2008
Bet Number 3
Probably being absolutely stupid however, might as well live dangerously. I have just placed bet number 3....A double Fiorentina to beat Steau and Arsenal to beat Porto both at 8/15. I was almost tempted to go the whole hog and put potentially my last bet on Lyon who are travelling to Bayern, Bayern have been dismal of late and Lyon are in reasonable form however apart from the fact they are playing away from home I can't see why their odds are so long.
***UPDATE*** The mighty Arsenal won by my shit double with Fiorentina didn't pay off:
Float = £20
Bet 1 = City to beat Brighton - LOST -£5
Bet 2 = Arsenal to beat Porto - WON - £2.67
Bet 3 = Arsenal to beat Porto & Fiorentina to beat Steau - LOST - £5
Current remaining float = £12.27
I can see J winning this challenge without placing another bet!
***UPDATE*** The mighty Arsenal won by my shit double with Fiorentina didn't pay off:
Float = £20
Bet 1 = City to beat Brighton - LOST -£5
Bet 2 = Arsenal to beat Porto - WON - £2.67
Bet 3 = Arsenal to beat Porto & Fiorentina to beat Steau - LOST - £5
Current remaining float = £12.27
I can see J winning this challenge without placing another bet!
Bet Number 2
I have been scouring many a sport website looking for a bit of insight or odds on something that might make take my fancy. I almost bet on Berdych the Czech tennis plyer to win his QF which was good odds but bottled it (no suprises that he won) I then got two top tips from Simon which I thought about for a bit as the odds were so long at 11/1 and 11/2 but didn't choose them either and now I have itchy feet and want to get my funds back up close to that £20 mark, so champions league betting beckons.
After searching all the odds one game that stood out for me was the Zenit v Real I hope this game is good as i have enjoyed watching bits of both teams recently and Reals odds are quite good. The other game was Cluj to get something off Chelsea after their shock win over Roma however I think this may have been due to the suprise factor so surely they wont get anything from Chelsea will they?
So my bet for today is Arsenal to beat Porto at 8/15 from Ladbrokes. Arsenal have been up and down recently and after a truly hideous result at the weekend and a draw away from home in the last champions league game surely a win must be on the cards....Arsene wouldn't allow anything else! Also Porto are 2nd favourites behind us in the group so this should be the best odds for Arsenal before we get through the group stage.
Fingers Crossed. Up the Arse!
After searching all the odds one game that stood out for me was the Zenit v Real I hope this game is good as i have enjoyed watching bits of both teams recently and Reals odds are quite good. The other game was Cluj to get something off Chelsea after their shock win over Roma however I think this may have been due to the suprise factor so surely they wont get anything from Chelsea will they?
So my bet for today is Arsenal to beat Porto at 8/15 from Ladbrokes. Arsenal have been up and down recently and after a truly hideous result at the weekend and a draw away from home in the last champions league game surely a win must be on the cards....Arsene wouldn't allow anything else! Also Porto are 2nd favourites behind us in the group so this should be the best odds for Arsenal before we get through the group stage.
Fingers Crossed. Up the Arse!
Sunday, 28 September 2008
Summer's End
As you know my Summer hols ended this weekend and it was rather poignant that after my long drive back north a Foo Fighter's song 'Summer's End' popped up on my radio. This summer has been an odd one, partly because my course finished quite late with placements etc but also due to most of my friends now being in work, it's a bit different from the old summers where everyone would be back from uni at the same time. Anyway here are a few things that stick in my head from this summer:
1) Tenerife, obviously one of the highlights with too many stories to remember.
2) Bournemouth, lots of banter, expensive nights for some people in strip clubs, the guys flashing cash around like monopoly money and those funny little dogs left on everyones bed.
3) Watford x 3. 3 very different and equally entertaining trips to watford over the summer, the first came at the end of an evening whilst sat in RE, Kieron drove and took Simon Lauren James and Gareth didn't stay for long but very odd night. 2nd came on a fateful Monday, watford was packed and J, Simon and I ended up walking home in terrential rain, good memories. The final time was Thursday to a brand spanking new Oceana, I highly recommend everyone goes there soon before it gets wrecked and turns back into Destiny.
4) Lincoln, drinking on my own because no one else was there :(.
5) Guanabara another great night out, funny stories and good music.
6) Finals Day, a devastating loss in the men's doubles final again was definately a low point but ending the night gate crashing a function at the club, playing tag team snooker and wrestling was definately a high point.
There were plenty more which I will mention another time but I must go and unpack. On a separate note I am looking long and hard for my next bet. I almost bet on the Arse to beat Hull yesterday just to recoup a small amount of money as surely that had to be a dead cert.... dear oh dear.
1) Tenerife, obviously one of the highlights with too many stories to remember.
2) Bournemouth, lots of banter, expensive nights for some people in strip clubs, the guys flashing cash around like monopoly money and those funny little dogs left on everyones bed.
3) Watford x 3. 3 very different and equally entertaining trips to watford over the summer, the first came at the end of an evening whilst sat in RE, Kieron drove and took Simon Lauren James and Gareth didn't stay for long but very odd night. 2nd came on a fateful Monday, watford was packed and J, Simon and I ended up walking home in terrential rain, good memories. The final time was Thursday to a brand spanking new Oceana, I highly recommend everyone goes there soon before it gets wrecked and turns back into Destiny.
4) Lincoln, drinking on my own because no one else was there :(.
5) Guanabara another great night out, funny stories and good music.
6) Finals Day, a devastating loss in the men's doubles final again was definately a low point but ending the night gate crashing a function at the club, playing tag team snooker and wrestling was definately a high point.
There were plenty more which I will mention another time but I must go and unpack. On a separate note I am looking long and hard for my next bet. I almost bet on the Arse to beat Hull yesterday just to recoup a small amount of money as surely that had to be a dead cert.... dear oh dear.
Wednesday, 24 September 2008
Challenge
As J has just posted on his blog we have a challenge. I haven't been betting much recently for one reason or another and I have been desperately scouring websites to try and find a good bet. I can't find anything to get my teeth into so what better way to start than an absolute mug punt. That mug punt is City to beat Brighton. City are in good form full of excitement with their billionaire owners, Mark Hughes has said he is taking the competition extremely seriously which should mean a decent line-up. Brighton had a nightmare at the weekend losing at home to a team with 9 men. So not a very clever way to start but good to get the ball rolling.
All bets must be £5 no more no less so here we go: City to win £5 at 8/15 wish me luck
All bets must be £5 no more no less so here we go: City to win £5 at 8/15 wish me luck
Tuesday, 23 September 2008
Running out of steam
It seems that things are starting to slow down a bit at the moment, blog posts are becoming far less frequent as they once were with only J a constant amongst the group. I would like to blame being busy and having the girlfriend come to visit but I think it is just lazyness. Recent days has seen some interesting things happening, including bottling it in a men's doubles final after being a set and a break up with a match point, possibly one of my all time tennis lows alongside 2 years ago in a near identical situation and getting dicked in the men's singles final 4 years ago a very embarrasing moment. Another particularly memorable moment will be the Lowlands karaoke/disco where a tag team snooker match started and ended in a full blown wrestling match with the club coach acting as a referee. This concluded with the chairman stating that 'lad's lad's its the club, the club' which promptly stopped all wrestling activites much like in the real WWE when two fighters are hard at it when the lights go out and spooky music of the undertakers comes on terrifying both opponents and interrupting proceedings.
This is my last week here so I intend to make the most of it, an ominous trip to the new Oceana looms, will it be packed full of scum? probably? will it be overpriced? probably however I did very much enjoy the last time I went to an Oceana so it will be interesting to see what it is like. Hopefully we might also get out to watch a film this week, daytime london bent and maybe a curry if I can get a few heads together.
Finally Dazlette is home at the weekend and I'm going to do my best to see him but I have to go home as well. Can I cope with another few months without seeing Dazzys face? Watch this space.
This is my last week here so I intend to make the most of it, an ominous trip to the new Oceana looms, will it be packed full of scum? probably? will it be overpriced? probably however I did very much enjoy the last time I went to an Oceana so it will be interesting to see what it is like. Hopefully we might also get out to watch a film this week, daytime london bent and maybe a curry if I can get a few heads together.
Finally Dazlette is home at the weekend and I'm going to do my best to see him but I have to go home as well. Can I cope with another few months without seeing Dazzys face? Watch this space.
Tuesday, 16 September 2008
Gary Bentwhistle
We are back from holiday and with a whole week's worth of bent to catch up on i'm going to try to keep this post succinct and bring out 10 funny stories from holiday (not in any order and not my top 10, just 10 funny moments) and hope that the others can fill in some of the missing stories that I don't write about.
1) Video Blogs - We started making a video blog before and after going out, this didn't last long. First night Gary was Absol and fell asleep outside so he missed out, second night J and I lost the others so made it on our own and that was it. From watching them back though there were some funny quotes from the videos:
When talking about his night out J explained 'we went to Las Americas, I don't remember anything after that' another quote from J 'its making me feel uncomfortable just looking at the camera' and 'we are going to have girls round....and i don't know whats going to happen' (if only you knew before mate).
2) Nutter on a moped - We went to reminise times gone by after a walk by visiting Island Vilage where some guy pulled us over and started babbling on about some bar crawl for 48euros. Cutting a long sales pitch short none of us showed any interest whatsoever and when he said he would come round to our accommodation to collect the money later but wanted a deposit now we all said no we had no money. Then he got angry and said if I shook you upside down your telling me no money would fall out. What a knob.
3) Fun pool games - Ranging from two epic tread water contests to seeing who could swim the furthest with hands in pockets and no leg movement allowed, running around people to cause a current, touching a ball in the air, making some ridiculous noises whilst battering the ball back and forth and a tug of war using eachother as the rope not moving anywhere!
4) Alright for drinks - One barmaid came up to us when we all had fresh new pints and asked if we were all 'alright for drinks'. Lawrence also broke into a conversation with a shot girl and asked if she was alright for a drink. She accepted resulting in a very upset chopper.
5) Wotsit - J and I were sat creaming up when J trod on something. He exclaimed...'Whatsat?....oh its a Wotsit, probably sounds stupid but it was extremely funny at the time.
6) Rats - By the end of one evening 3 rats and 2 squeaky toys had been bought.
7) Gary returning pissed - Gary went his own way one evening only to return by knocking on the door and squeaking his toy. He told us how he had played knock a door run on the girls house and when his girl finally answered he responded with 'Hey...its me' again probably doesnt sound funny now but it was a corker at the time. He also explained how Les-ree was still upstairs.
8) Silly questions - What would fucked's wife eat for a starter? Pate and toast, potato wedges, garlic mushrooms or melon? What does Paul Sutcliffe's wife use to time her dinner? The Oven, an egg timer, the wall clock? Where does Lesley Wheeler Shop? Sainsburys, Morrisons, Tescos, Aldi, Lidl, Waitrose?
9) Holiday music - Ranging from Big break to fan favourite Phil Francis' rendition of Make me Smile, to farting music on J's ipod.
10) Shirt swapping - Think we should do this on nights out more often just seeing people squeeze into Gary's vest was entertaining enough for me.
1) Video Blogs - We started making a video blog before and after going out, this didn't last long. First night Gary was Absol and fell asleep outside so he missed out, second night J and I lost the others so made it on our own and that was it. From watching them back though there were some funny quotes from the videos:
When talking about his night out J explained 'we went to Las Americas, I don't remember anything after that' another quote from J 'its making me feel uncomfortable just looking at the camera' and 'we are going to have girls round....and i don't know whats going to happen' (if only you knew before mate).
2) Nutter on a moped - We went to reminise times gone by after a walk by visiting Island Vilage where some guy pulled us over and started babbling on about some bar crawl for 48euros. Cutting a long sales pitch short none of us showed any interest whatsoever and when he said he would come round to our accommodation to collect the money later but wanted a deposit now we all said no we had no money. Then he got angry and said if I shook you upside down your telling me no money would fall out. What a knob.
3) Fun pool games - Ranging from two epic tread water contests to seeing who could swim the furthest with hands in pockets and no leg movement allowed, running around people to cause a current, touching a ball in the air, making some ridiculous noises whilst battering the ball back and forth and a tug of war using eachother as the rope not moving anywhere!
4) Alright for drinks - One barmaid came up to us when we all had fresh new pints and asked if we were all 'alright for drinks'. Lawrence also broke into a conversation with a shot girl and asked if she was alright for a drink. She accepted resulting in a very upset chopper.
5) Wotsit - J and I were sat creaming up when J trod on something. He exclaimed...'Whatsat?....oh its a Wotsit, probably sounds stupid but it was extremely funny at the time.
6) Rats - By the end of one evening 3 rats and 2 squeaky toys had been bought.
7) Gary returning pissed - Gary went his own way one evening only to return by knocking on the door and squeaking his toy. He told us how he had played knock a door run on the girls house and when his girl finally answered he responded with 'Hey...its me' again probably doesnt sound funny now but it was a corker at the time. He also explained how Les-ree was still upstairs.
8) Silly questions - What would fucked's wife eat for a starter? Pate and toast, potato wedges, garlic mushrooms or melon? What does Paul Sutcliffe's wife use to time her dinner? The Oven, an egg timer, the wall clock? Where does Lesley Wheeler Shop? Sainsburys, Morrisons, Tescos, Aldi, Lidl, Waitrose?
9) Holiday music - Ranging from Big break to fan favourite Phil Francis' rendition of Make me Smile, to farting music on J's ipod.
10) Shirt swapping - Think we should do this on nights out more often just seeing people squeeze into Gary's vest was entertaining enough for me.
Tuesday, 2 September 2008
Wet Watty!
Well it has been an odd few days which reached its peak yesterday. Cutting a long story short we ended up in Watford in potentially the worst club I have ever been to (that might be doing it a slight injustice as the club in Ealing for Eri's birthday has got to take that award). Anyway the club not the smallest in the world but the amount of people they let in was quite ridiculous. There was not one place in the whole club you could stand without someone barging into you. The bar queue merged into the dancefloor, which merged into people waiting for the toilets, which merged with the queue to get in and it was terrible. J and I have now vowed to never go back there so only time will tell. Having left the club just before 2am we went in search of a dirty Sams burger and then to the wrong end of Watford high street where there were only black cabs. James suggested we walked home which Simon decided might be a good idea but to which I objected. We had to walk towards the other end of the highstreet to walk home or get a cab anyway so we trotted on and the further we got we decided to keep going.
We had started our walk home at 2am, something that J and I had done before dressed as old men where we ended up at home in foul moods with bleeding blistered feet. This was not something I was looking forward to. If the thought of the long walk home wasn't bad enough it then started lightly raining and by that time we couldn't be bothered to stop and turn back so we continued.
The light spitting turned into torrential rain, loud enough to hear it bouncing off the road and cars and it just didn't let up. It got heavier and heavier, within about 20minutes of our journey we were drowned! If the rain wasn't bad enough the wind picked up, always coming into our faces making it absolutely freezing, I remember losing control of my fingers and Simon struggling to be able to open the bottle of water due to pure coldness. The journey was made slightly more entertaining by tuneful singing of Shine by Take That sung by J and a little video blog we started after the first hour of the journey. These will shortly be posted on YouTube for anyone interested.
Anyway I now have a cough and am still cold so I might go have a hot cuppa.
Sunday, 31 August 2008
One Mental Weekend
Have just finished reading J's blog on the pros and cons of going out to London and staying locally to drink and I must confess I do enjoy both. Unfortunately being a student and having no money doesn't help however it is good to have a bit of a blow out every once in a while. In my opinion the biggest downside is the money that is spent. As you are aware we are off to Tenerife soon and it should be brill and I'm probably going to take Under £300 worth of drinking money for 7 night's entertainment...on Friday I could have quite easily done a third of that in one night!!!
Anyway Friday was really good, we went to Guanabara a Brazilian bar in Holborn and boogied the night away to the sound of steel drums. I think everyone got battered (some more than others) some pictures were taken (of some people more than others) and I think everyone had a really good night. In comparison yesterday Simon and I trotted up to a local pub got pretty wasted considering we only started drinking at 10 and had a really good night locally until we returned back to Eastcote. This is where the night turned sour, whilst sat on a bench quietly minding our own business discussing the woes of the world some local yob decided it would be a good idea to run up and punch Simon in the face!!!! I don't think either of us could quite believe what happened. They must have been lurking around us for ages without us knowing with no motive other than being a dick! After this we were both on our feet when they came around from the corner again lurching towards us. One hoodie menacingly bowling in that ridiculous manner towards me and the other guy who had punched Simon heading towards him. At this point neither of us knew quite what to do...did they want to mug us? were they carrying any weapons other than their fists? how many more of them were round the corner? were they trying to lure us into attacking them only to be set upon by more of the social delinquents? As it turned out Simon ended up taking another blow for the team on the arm and as they ran back round the corner to gloat to their mates we headed off in the other direction to avoid any further confrontation. What angered me the most is how unprovoked it was and how normally there would be a good few of us on a night out or in Sams who would be more than happy to scare off the local scum. Anyway drinks at Gareth's later so that is another local night to look forward to, might get a cab home though don't want to get beaten up!
Monday, 25 August 2008
The Bottler's Big Mouth
Been a bit of a while since my last post, due to the upheaval of moving and my computer not being plugged in for a while, also tennis, drinks and random trips to Uxbridge. Yesterday evening we took a random visit to dahn the bridge where the Bottler took us to a very quiet intimate public house called Auberge. We got expensive alcoholic beverages and enjoyed the evening before changing venues to the Slug and then catching the last train home. I think the funniest moment of the evening did actually occur in Eastcote where Gareth and James popped into Sams leaving Lauren, Bottler and me outside. Botten had been discussing how he was looking for gash and then in a very matter of fact manner said
'Why can't you be in the Manor Lauren?'
Lauren replied 'Pardon? Why can't I be in the Manor?'
'Yeh you but a whore'
'I don't understand'
'Someone who looks just like you, is just like you but that I could nail'
I broke into the conversation at this point trying to prevent Chris digging an even bigger hole but Chris insisted on continuing...
'Why couldn't there be more people like you Lauren that just act like whores? If only there was someone just like you that I could sleep with, where are they all?'
After a few more murmurings of Chris letching over Lauren the boys appeared from Sams and Chris went in. The boys asked what had just happened and Lauren said..
'I think Chris just said he wants to sleep with me'.
Being back is great so far everyone seems keen on going out the Sparkses hosted another top notch Summer rave at their gaffe and even Mr Godwin made an appearance. Hopefully will be more tonight dahn the den, however I have a meal celebrating bros results so I may be late.
More updates soon
'Why can't you be in the Manor Lauren?'
Lauren replied 'Pardon? Why can't I be in the Manor?'
'Yeh you but a whore'
'I don't understand'
'Someone who looks just like you, is just like you but that I could nail'
I broke into the conversation at this point trying to prevent Chris digging an even bigger hole but Chris insisted on continuing...
'Why couldn't there be more people like you Lauren that just act like whores? If only there was someone just like you that I could sleep with, where are they all?'
After a few more murmurings of Chris letching over Lauren the boys appeared from Sams and Chris went in. The boys asked what had just happened and Lauren said..
'I think Chris just said he wants to sleep with me'.
Being back is great so far everyone seems keen on going out the Sparkses hosted another top notch Summer rave at their gaffe and even Mr Godwin made an appearance. Hopefully will be more tonight dahn the den, however I have a meal celebrating bros results so I may be late.
More updates soon
Saturday, 16 August 2008
Olympics, Football and Gambling
Today has been a day full of sport and it's great. As J recently posted on my comments, the sports personality of the year is now bound to be Rebecca Addlington, and too right. She absolutely kicked butt. I am just majorly pissed off that I didn't bet on her. My knowledge of swimming isn't great but it was an easy money maker. Before her first gold her odds were ridiculously long she then got her gold and they went down to about 15/1 with her favourite event to come. Still I didn't even think about betting, she then broke the Olympic record in the heat and looked invincible and odds went down to 10/1. She then smashed the world record winning in style and is now favourite at 7/4. Realistically if I had actually put some thought in there was certainly some pennies to be won.
How awesome was the 100m by the way. I can understand why people dislike it as there is no skill involved, no pacing yourself, just pure brutal power and I think its brilliant. Before the race Bolt's odds were 2/11 and when the next favourite was 5/1 and the next at 40/1 I thought a lay was in order, a little slip up anywhere through the race or a false start could make things interesting and for a guy at 2/11 I thought it was worth a few quid. How wrong could I be. He didn't just win it, he destroyed it in an unbelievable 9.69 seconds. It was truly incredible, he even slowed down before the finish to celebrate it could have only been more patronising if he stopped turned around and walked backwards across the line. Luckily I didn't waste too much money but with his 'favoured' 200m to come I don't think I will bet against him again.
Finally footie season has started and great start, pretty decent game for the Arse and a brief note to all football pundits and cocky fans. Tottenham top 4...you must be joking after a miserable defeat to Boro. Arsenal lost just 3 games in the prem last year and got top 4. Tottenham will need all the luck in the world if they aren't going to lose another 2 games.
Thursday, 14 August 2008
Doctors
Slightly different post today as the topic of the day is doctors and I'll tell you for why. As I have already mentioned in these posts the majority of my neighbours in this accommodation are medics all training up to be GPs. Unfortunately their social skills have a lot to be desired and most of my chirpy conversation starter's in the kitchen are normally followed by grunts, scowls and even completely ignored, and those that do actually speak I wish hadn't bothered.
My experience with doctors has also included reading their notes whilst checking up on my patient's histories and as you might expect if you have ever looked at doctor's notes they are barely legible and the writing is often such a mess you can't work anything out. That was my job for yesterday morning...reading through piles of notes and trying to decipher them and sad as it may be when you actually make out award it does give you a satisfying feeling afterwards also strangely enough it is easier to read if you pick the paper up and hold it as if you were holding a tray so you are looking at it from a very acute angle, don't ask me why but I found it helped.
When the notes have been deciphered I then had to try and work out what it all meant, most of the notes included lots of abbreviations which under new NHS policy is not allowed, I got told off for writing ROM (Range of Movement) in my notes earlier when it was quite clear what it meant but rules are rules. Anyway as these notes are old the abbreviations were still there so I had to work out what they meant, most of them I managed with quite well but some were still a mystery to me so I went on a mission to find out what they all meant including asking my supervisor and some doctors. More about that in a bit.
Last night was the Arsenal game so I was also on a mission to not only find out about my abbreviations but also to find the game, dressed to impress in my new Arsenal shirt I wandered aimlessly into town aiming to try each old man pub en route for someone with Sultana. Two blokes then shouted me over from the other side of the street who were also looking for the game and had seen my Arsenal shirt so thought I might know, with my army of new friends we marched on and found the game. To my surprise they were as you might have guessed..trainee doctors that could actually communicate and socialise and drink!! I continued to ask about my abbreviations problem and was quite shocked with the results (which when I read the notes through again today actually made sense and were confirmed to me by my supervisor).
The abbreviations were as follows written in actual patients notes that the patient and any other relevant medical profession can read:
NFL - Normal for Lincoln
WOT - Waste of time
GOK - (not the gay fashion designer) God only knows
SIG - Stupid Ignorant Git
OJA - Only just alive
CTB - Constantly Talks Bull
Apparently one Doctor actually got struck off for writing 'Pain in the bum' in the patient's notes they hadn't even bothered to write it abbreviated. How they got away with this stuff is quite incredible. There are also lots of other abbreviations and I would like to find out more, maybe Dr Dave could help.
Anyway we continued to drink whilst watching the football and I kept forcing rounds upon the doctors and by the end of the game we had got through 6 pints. Both Dr's I were with were absolutely slaughtered, could barely walk, slurring their words it was hilarious. I walked with them back to the accommodation and they went to bed. I bumped into one of them again today, he had called in sick to work and the other had been sick all of last night... brilliant!!!
Now just before any sort of backlash, I think Dr's are brilliant and if I was clever enough it would be awesome to be a Dr, they are a funny breed of people though!
Monday, 11 August 2008
Illness
Illness is a funny thing, I have seen several different types of illness over the last few weeks on placement and it has resulted in most of them being miserable as you would expect. I have just come down with a bit of a stinker of a cold and as much as you can never really enjoy having a cold I would say that understandably depending on who you are with or what you do can make you feel a lot better. Although my cold is annoying and I'm not going to moan on about it, I quite happily got up and made it in to work this morning, as to be honest I would much rather a day not feeling well at work getting marked or paid on it than feeling miserable at home. In other words isn't it worth taking a few days off over the space of a year when your not ill actually doing something you want to do i.e. long weekend, day out somewhere etc and brave it in on a day your not feeling 100% rather than not feeling 100% at home when all you have to do is sit and watch shit on TV? Obviously this has been made slightly worse than usual due to the fact my supervisor sent me home today as me spluttering over the patients wasn't a good look and I'm in Lincoln so I can't even go down the club and drown my sorrows with some of the boys. Anyway think I'm still going to be coughing and sneezing tomorrow so probably will not be allowed in to work at all. Guess I should get thinking of what I will spend all day on my own doing. All suggestions on a postcard.
Saturday, 9 August 2008
Millwall
Just another quick one...this time last year there was more than enough Millwall bent, singing, chanting, gruff voices, scary videos, scarier photos, abusive language and all else that goes with it but it was their first game of the season today and not only did they lead the match on three separate ocassions but they lost 4-3 and in true Millwall fashion got a player sent off. Well done lads. Also stealing another idea from James a picture does brighten up the blog so here we go.. a true Millwall moment!
Football is back!
After a long old summer (if you can call regular overcast days summer) the football season is back. Only the championship today but with a Champs league game mid week and the all important premiership next week I thought it was a good time to mention a few mug punts I have got on.
Firstly as you are aware I did get some rather good odds on QPR winning and getting promoted to the premiership this season, which I have since layed but have still left the majority on so fingers crossed on that one. Looking at the rest of the league there wasn't much that took my fancy. A little punt on palace getting promoted was worth a few quid also a few golden boot bets with new Coventry signing Freddy Eastwood at 33/1, Forest player Nathan Tyson (who is desperate for a move away and will be hoping to impress) at 50/1 and old man Kevin Phillips at 16/1. Other bets placed see Adebayor top goalscorer at 16/1 and a few different accumulators on who will win each league.
As on J's blog I followed his lead by backing a few Olympians for Sports Personality 2008 however an interesting fact that both in 1992 and 1996 which were both olympic years Hill and Mansell both took home the award for driving fast cars, could this be an omen for a certain Mr Hamilton? Looking at the Olympic contenders even with a gold medal, would they beat Hamilton should he win the GP? I would doubt it. I have a bit of work to do now so I'm going to leave it at that for now, but more betting talk to come and certainly lots more football as I'm really looking forward to this season!
Thursday, 7 August 2008
Avoided Relegation
A super quick post. I have just found out that the men's second tennis team I play for are staying up. In possilby the closest relegation battle I have ever been involved in all it all rested on two matches we weren't involved in. With two teams going down the final table looked like this
Lowlands - 65pts
Wayfarers - 64pts
Pinner ML - 62pts
It makes it all the sweeter that the two relegated are probably the clubs derby games! More blogging soon!
Physiotherapy
Let me start by saying good work on the blog's guys, everyone seems to be updating regularly and it certainly makes my evenings all the more enjoyable when I can finish a hard days work to spend my evening reading through the funny tales of the Lowlands boys.
I'm almost half way through my placement and it's going OK. The half way point is always quite good as the first half has flown by and I really can't wait to get back home and get on hol.
This week has been slightly depressing, not just because I'm stuck on my own in the middle of no where with a load of doctors who have the social skills or a cactus but because some of the patients I have seen. Some of the diseases/conditons/syndromes are quite atrocious. I have always been a believer that if you live a healthy life and do things the 'right way' especially during pregnancy you should get a healthy little nipper when they are eventually pushed out and more to the point if you don't lead a healthy lifestyle it could bite you in the arse, as was proved fairly recently by a couple of people we know far to well (you know who I'm talking about)! However, this is not always the case, some of the families have been brilliant and done all the right things to be rewarded with some truly horrible things happening to their children. Obviously I'm in a bit of a strange position as out of all the kids I have been seeing, none would be considered 'normal' so it seems like its more likely than not when a new baby arrives that there will be something wrong with it. I know this isn't the case but it certainly opens your eyes!
Without getting too deep it's time to slag someone off and today it's how the other half live. Now normally I would consider the other half to live in some sort of mansion particularly after living as a student for 4 years although I do think James picks up the best student accomodation award for that. However if you thought that was bad you should see some of the houses we have to visit they are disgusting absolutely vulgar, I shall explain one particular visit today...
My supervisor and I turned up to a reasonable looking street parked up and walked up to the door, as we knocked it swung open and a horrendous smell hit us, this was about as good as it got. Walking in saying 'helloooo physio here' we had three toddlers who were covered head to toe in mud, paint and crisps charge at us followed by a lady who followed behind, actually scrap that she was certainly no lady. Anyway she must have been pissed as I could barely understand a word she said apart from 'come through here' we went in to see piss stained sofas, black walls (through dirt, I think they use to be white) pictures on the wall you couldn't see as there were too many cobwebs over them, another 4 kids that were also all hers and a plate of chips and tomato ketchup upside down on the floor being mashed into the sorry state of a carpet. After swatting away the flies and trying to assess the unfortunate young baby girl with cerebral palsy mum decided it would be a good idea to let the dogs in! 3 dogs (no idea what breed they were) came bounding in, flea ridden, covered in yoghurt, matted hair, and drool jumping all over us. Cutting a long story a bit shorter we left as soon as we could and my supervisor told me to go home have a shower and if I wanted her to put a request in for new clothes she would do so. She has offered to wash them tonight to see if we can get any of the paint, chips, tommy k, drool, yoghurt, fleas, flies, piss, mud and crisps out of them. The joy's of physio! They aren't all like this and most of the people are lovely but they would make far less entertaining posts.
Keep blogging guys.
Thursday, 31 July 2008
Placement
Hi guys! I have just a bout settled in Lincoln now and am used to the run of the mill activites it entails. Still bloody hot even with the rain and my rooms like an oven, never mind. Today's little rant is about my supervisor. She's lovely and been really nice but... she has an annoying habit of mispronouncing words, well not really mispronouncing words but getting them completely wrong. I'm not normally too picky at this as everyone (including myself) gets things wrong now and again, but she does it soooo many times in the same sentence and its grating on me. My particular favourite was that she wanted me to find a more pacific knee test to do on this child. Surely she meant specific but it was as if she had never even heard of the word, everything had to be more pacific or more pacifically. Another one was the old classic that she bought her equipment from home, who did she pay I thought? It turns out she brought them from home and forgot her 'r'. Anyway that probably sounds really petit but its purely the amount of times she has been doing it.
So far the placement has been good, seen quite a lot or Cerebral Palsy patients, lots with walking difficulties, seen more than enough Autistic and Asperger kids, got some Downs syndrome and meningitis patients tommorrow and some horrible progressive diseases as well which is a little depressing. The kids are all actually quite nice the parents however find the smallest things to complain about, 'does this student have to be here?', 'you aren't hurting him are you?' 'why don't you want a cup of coffee?' but seeing as i'm on a bit of a rant about people speech the single most annoying one so far has got to be when after almost every word I was saying when trying to explain to a patient why her child was in the state she was she said 'yays' some sort of way of saying yes but say it to yourself now out loud and see how stupid it sounds. Then try saying it to a friend or family member when they are telling you something but after every word they say and see how ridiculous it sounds!
Anyway good news is i'm back for the weekend so I am much looking forward to Gareth and the Botten's belated birthday piss up on Saturday and will hopefully see you then.
Tuesday, 29 July 2008
First Day
Very frustratingly I have just finished a mega post with loads of info on it and then my computer crashed losing it all, so I will try again but going to miss out bits.
Without boring you all too much I will try and briefly describe my first couple of days at Lincoln, at last I have the internet in my room as God knows what I would have done all day when I wasn't on placement! I arrived late on Sunday evening and after approximately 10 trips back and forth from the car unloading all my crap I was finally settled in my new home for the next month. There is evidence in the kitchen of someone else living here but no one is around at the moment. After cooking up a storm in the kitchen and finishing unpacking I was knackered so went to bed.
I will bore you with my placement stuff another time I can’t be arsed to write this bit again anyway!
After work on Monday I returned home and thought it would be a good idea to go for a wander to find the local supermarket, shops and other places to go out to. I had no idea where I was going as no one had told me where anything was so left the accommodation, turned left and hoped for the best. After a while of walking I spotted the Cathedral in the distance so decided to head for that as presumably there would be something near by. This took a little longer than I thought but I eventually got there and had a look around, it was very interesting and I will probably go back soon to go round the tour. I carried on to what was a very old style high street, cobbled streets, lots of quaint little shops. The only word I could really use to describe it was nice. It had a nice butchers, nice bakers, nice post office, nice tea room and nice souvenir shop. Nothing very exciting though so I carried on. Eventually I gave up and decided to do something I hadn’t done before…Go to the pub…on my own! Now at home I will find any excuse to go off drinking somewhere but I will not go unless I have a wing man, a drinking buddy, someone I can bore with my stories, but here I had no one. I had a string of pubs to choose from, all very old with names like, The Bell and the Python, The Bull Returns, and The Prince of Wales (No exotic dancers though, damn). I eventually settled on the Peacock and entered. To my delight a sprightly looking teen girl popped up from the bar and asked what I wanted, seizing the opportunity I pulled up a bar stool ordered my pint, swiftly followed by another and started asking her about Lincoln. Poor girl probably wanted to escape, but it was me or some old bloke who looked like father Christmas so I would like to think I was the lesser of two evils. She then informed me that Tescos was just over the hill and about 2 mins from my accommodation. So off I trotted, beer in my belly and looking to buy a few essentials.
I arrived at Tescos after what seemed like half hour later, bought a few bits including bottle of wine and 2 crates of beer (they were on special offer) and knowing I only had a 2 minute walk back thought it would be no problem. I thought wrong. The bitch sent me the wrong way. I was walking for miles, with two bloody heavy crates, a bottle of wine sticking out my pocket, a split bag of food sweating like a pig on the hottest day of the year, with no idea where I was. My arms soon felt like lead, I was having to stop every few hundred metres as it was all too heavy, I was getting tooted at by cars and shouted at by vicious yobs that must have split up for the summer! I saw a bench in the distance and thought it was a perfect resting point, when I arrived a mother was sat there with her child and as soon as I sat down puffing and spluttering she picked up her son, mumbled something under her breathe and walked to a different bench!!! I was unamused and there wasn’t even a taxi to be seen, not one anywhere! The next person I spoke to I then asked for directions to the hospital, what she must have thought with me feeling like I was about to have a heart attack, with 2 crates of beer and a bottle of wine sticking out my pocket I don’t know but she pointed the way and I carried on. All of a sudden the path disappeared and I was walking on a bloody main road, there was no where I could stop now so had to keep on going and going and going until I reached home. I walked in the door and two housemates greeted me, I had blood coming from my feet from my stupid flip flops, a broken crate of beer, split shopping bag, covered in sweat, couldn’t catch my breathe and the time was after 8o’clock I ‘d been walking for over 2 hours! They asked if I wanted to join them in the pub so feeling it would be rude to refuse I tagged along no sooner had we left the house we found a man being held down on the street outside, he had bandages all over his arms was obviously drunk or stoned or both and was ranting and raving. The other guy said he had just stopped him from running into the road. One of the guys I was with recognised him as someone who had been admitted to A&E for trying to kill himself by downing a pot of pills, he had then cut his wrists with a blade whilst in hospital and had obviously now escaped trying to finish the job. It took two of us to keep him held down while another phoned for an ambulance. When they came we continued on, and where did we end up…at the Peacock being served by the bitch who sent me the wrong way. What a first day!
Without boring you all too much I will try and briefly describe my first couple of days at Lincoln, at last I have the internet in my room as God knows what I would have done all day when I wasn't on placement! I arrived late on Sunday evening and after approximately 10 trips back and forth from the car unloading all my crap I was finally settled in my new home for the next month. There is evidence in the kitchen of someone else living here but no one is around at the moment. After cooking up a storm in the kitchen and finishing unpacking I was knackered so went to bed.
I will bore you with my placement stuff another time I can’t be arsed to write this bit again anyway!
After work on Monday I returned home and thought it would be a good idea to go for a wander to find the local supermarket, shops and other places to go out to. I had no idea where I was going as no one had told me where anything was so left the accommodation, turned left and hoped for the best. After a while of walking I spotted the Cathedral in the distance so decided to head for that as presumably there would be something near by. This took a little longer than I thought but I eventually got there and had a look around, it was very interesting and I will probably go back soon to go round the tour. I carried on to what was a very old style high street, cobbled streets, lots of quaint little shops. The only word I could really use to describe it was nice. It had a nice butchers, nice bakers, nice post office, nice tea room and nice souvenir shop. Nothing very exciting though so I carried on. Eventually I gave up and decided to do something I hadn’t done before…Go to the pub…on my own! Now at home I will find any excuse to go off drinking somewhere but I will not go unless I have a wing man, a drinking buddy, someone I can bore with my stories, but here I had no one. I had a string of pubs to choose from, all very old with names like, The Bell and the Python, The Bull Returns, and The Prince of Wales (No exotic dancers though, damn). I eventually settled on the Peacock and entered. To my delight a sprightly looking teen girl popped up from the bar and asked what I wanted, seizing the opportunity I pulled up a bar stool ordered my pint, swiftly followed by another and started asking her about Lincoln. Poor girl probably wanted to escape, but it was me or some old bloke who looked like father Christmas so I would like to think I was the lesser of two evils. She then informed me that Tescos was just over the hill and about 2 mins from my accommodation. So off I trotted, beer in my belly and looking to buy a few essentials.
I arrived at Tescos after what seemed like half hour later, bought a few bits including bottle of wine and 2 crates of beer (they were on special offer) and knowing I only had a 2 minute walk back thought it would be no problem. I thought wrong. The bitch sent me the wrong way. I was walking for miles, with two bloody heavy crates, a bottle of wine sticking out my pocket, a split bag of food sweating like a pig on the hottest day of the year, with no idea where I was. My arms soon felt like lead, I was having to stop every few hundred metres as it was all too heavy, I was getting tooted at by cars and shouted at by vicious yobs that must have split up for the summer! I saw a bench in the distance and thought it was a perfect resting point, when I arrived a mother was sat there with her child and as soon as I sat down puffing and spluttering she picked up her son, mumbled something under her breathe and walked to a different bench!!! I was unamused and there wasn’t even a taxi to be seen, not one anywhere! The next person I spoke to I then asked for directions to the hospital, what she must have thought with me feeling like I was about to have a heart attack, with 2 crates of beer and a bottle of wine sticking out my pocket I don’t know but she pointed the way and I carried on. All of a sudden the path disappeared and I was walking on a bloody main road, there was no where I could stop now so had to keep on going and going and going until I reached home. I walked in the door and two housemates greeted me, I had blood coming from my feet from my stupid flip flops, a broken crate of beer, split shopping bag, covered in sweat, couldn’t catch my breathe and the time was after 8o’clock I ‘d been walking for over 2 hours! They asked if I wanted to join them in the pub so feeling it would be rude to refuse I tagged along no sooner had we left the house we found a man being held down on the street outside, he had bandages all over his arms was obviously drunk or stoned or both and was ranting and raving. The other guy said he had just stopped him from running into the road. One of the guys I was with recognised him as someone who had been admitted to A&E for trying to kill himself by downing a pot of pills, he had then cut his wrists with a blade whilst in hospital and had obviously now escaped trying to finish the job. It took two of us to keep him held down while another phoned for an ambulance. When they came we continued on, and where did we end up…at the Peacock being served by the bitch who sent me the wrong way. What a first day!
Joke of the Day:
A blonde hurries into the emergency room late one night with the tip of her index finger shot off. "How did this happen?" the emergency room doctor asked her. "Well I was trying to commit suicide" the blonde replied. "What?" sputtered the doctor. "You tried to commit suicide by shooting your finger off???" "No silly!" the blonde said. "First I put the gun to my chest, and I thought: I just paid £6,000.00 for these breast implants, I'm not shooting myself in the chest. "So then?" asked the doctor. "Then I put the gun in my mouth, and I thought: I just paid £3000.00 to get my teeth straightened, I'm not shooting myself in the mouth." "So then?" "Then I put the gun to my ear, and I thought: This is going to make a loud noise. So I put my finger in the other ear before I pulled the trigger."
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