^ Thinks he's zodie ffs

Ladcrooks used to call me John222. Hills called me "Fat bloke" really banged their heads together to come up with that one

There we have it anyway , the holy grail has been found in the highly original "lay the draw " betting strategy.. you're a mastermind

The lay the draw thread mastermind thread is hilarious viewing for all betting connoisseurs .. apparently he has found 3 holy grails all at the same time. Laying the favourite team ( original ) , backing the dog and laying the draw. There we have it then , all you need to do in order to profit according to this vegetable is simply back the underdog in a cricket match for untold wealth... oh and lay the draw at long odds...and back the favourite ( all three holy grails )     http://community.betfair.com/cricket/go/thread/view/94046/23434118/laydraw-or-back2fav-etc-continued?pg=25#flvWelcomeHeader

You're thinking about results, not your expectation.

I highly doubt the veracity of that claim, there is no huge sample in sports. How do you think people bet on horses who rune 5 times a year?

I'm a professional betfair forumite.

You think you have found an edge with the cunning plan of backing every underdog in a cricket match or to add subtlety to it - you lay the draw.. genius stuff. If you think that's an edge why are you wasting your time here, go and make your millions. What's next .. martingale staking plans on the casino wheel lol? That's the problem with people like you , you think you are somehow "beating the odds" but sooner or later reality will come crashing in and the will turn into . Do you really think you can make money simply by laying favourites in cricket matches with no rhyme or reason  and just sail off into the sunset? You may as well put a blindfold on a pick stuff out randomly at long odds, lay it and hope for the best

correction ^^ back every underdog " much more sophisticated a plan

baphornet.... no irish beef its all british but some from N.I  its mainly local to the store   i.e  a morrisons in yorkshire will sell yorkshire beef.

An enjoyable read, the essence of which, I feel, is perfectly encapsulated by this, one of The Smiths greatest...

As merry as the days were long
I was right and you were wrong

Back at the old grey school
I would win and you would lose

But you've got everything now
You've got everything now
And what a terrible mess I've made of my life
Oh, what a mess I've made of my life

No, I've never had a job
Because I've never wanted one

I've seen you smile
But I've never really heard you laugh

So who is rich and who is poor?
I cannot say...oh

You are your mother's only son
And you're a desperate one
Oh...

But I don't want a lover
I just want to be seen...oh...in the back of your car

A friendship sadly lost?
Well this is true...and yet, it's false
Oh...

But did I ever tell you, by the way?
I never did like your face

But you've got everything now
You've got everything now
And what a terrible mess I've made of my life
Oh, what a mess I've made of my life

No, I've never had a job
Because I'm too shy

I've seen you smile
But I've never really heard you laugh

So who is rich and who is poor ?
I cannot say...oh

Oh...
You are your mother's only son
And you're a desperate one
Oh...

But I don't want a lover
I just want to be tied... oh...to the back of your car
To the back of your car
To the back of your car
To the back of your car
To the back of your car
To the back of your car
Oh...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OugPMQibAjo

There was a sweet spot between 1987 (when Nigel Lawson - God bless you, sir - abolished the on-course betting tax) and 2000 (when this site started), when it really was genuinely easier to make money as a pure, formbook punter than as a bookmaker.

As a punter you weren't taking on the combined brains of the whole world, as you do now on Betfair. You only had to be better than men who thought a 120% book meant that half an hour reading the Life in the carpark before racing was enough preparation to then go and stand up and take four-figure bets at their pitches. And there were rows and rows of them - dozens of them - competing against each other to attract your business.

As if that weren't enough, the Ring was then opened up to enable greedy and innumerate newcomers to buy pitches. You could stand in front of just two or three boards on a wet Tuesday at Plumpton, and those boards would be betting to less than 100% between them. They didn't know that - they had no computers to tell them. And they'd still be taking bets of £500 to £90 each way with an odds-on favourite. Commission-free too!

There were so many ways to get an edge as a punter. Just going to the course and watching the races through binoculars was often enough. It wasn't until the mid-1990s that you could guarantee there would be TV coverage even on the course, never mind in the shops or at home. The close-up comments in the Formbook were worthless.

If you knew how to calculate speed figures, you'd be one of probably no more than a couple of dozen people in the whole country who could do it at the start of the 1990s. It was just so easy in retrospect, but with one proviso ... you had to be full-time. You had to give up work entirely and devote yourself to the travelling and the Formbook. And be prepared that after two or three years absent from employment, there would be no way back if you couldn't hack it.

I went full-time in 1990, and made enough in the subsequent decade that I can still get by on much more limited returns now that Betfair has destroyed that wonderful world for ever.

Would I do the same now - burn my bridges and walk out of that office for the last time? On the face of it, no. But then again, if I simply had to make more than I do these days in order to avoid employment, perhaps I would go that extra mile: make the effort to visit the Hills shop as well as the Ladbrokes one every morning (the only two places I can still get a bet on apart from on here); see whether I could up the stakes on laying odds-on shots at cricket and horses (but would I only get the bigger stakes on when they win?); get fast pics for in-running one way or another, rather than just betting off Racing UK pics.

I think if you're younger and more motivated, you could still take the plunge, give up employment for good and make it worthwhile. But it's definitely not as straightforward as when I did that thing 28 years ago.

stop pretending to have a job , you’re all layabouts