This was originally posted on September 16th 2007 and is being reposted in memory of my uncle Peter:
Irish Luck?
My Aunt and Uncle stayed over for the last few days. My Uncle Peter is a typical Irishman. He made numerous visits to the bookies and pub during his time here.
He took an interest in my soccer betting, too.
On Friday night he suggested we both team up and do a Lucky 63 on the weekend football.
The plan was I would pick the six teams and then we would pay £6.30 each and split the winnings.
I went along with it even though I prefer doing my bets online due to there being better odds available plus it was all for fun.
I chose Arsenal, Oldham, Preston, Sunderland, West Bromwich Albion and West Ham United. We placed the bets at 20p a line. Using my calculator I think the total returns - had they all won - would have brought back around £220.
By the time the final whistle sounded in our final match we had secured five wins out of the chosen six so I headed off down to the betting shop to claim our winnings.
We had £49.53 returned to us so we made a profit of £36.93 and a split of £24.76 each.
I ended up giving my Mother a bit of my winnings and then my Uncle arrived home with a new idea.
He wanted us to do a Lucky 15 on the horses!
I didn't have a clue what to say. I knew I wanted to quit while I was ahead but I didn't want to let him down so I agreed to go with it.
He said I should pick the horses. I told him I didn't want to because I wouldn't have had a clue which ones to pick. Peter urged me to pick by literally putting the paper in my hand. All he needed was a shotgun to make the scene even more believable.
I sat there looking at the names on the page but nothing sprung out at me. There is usually a name that irks my inspiration but my mind was blank. I knew I should have quit.
I made four picks. We both went back to the bookies and placed £7.50 each on the nags. I just had a bad feeling that none of these horses would win...
And guess what!?!?!?!?!?
I was right.
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