Some old school poker players will have heard of Roy Brindley, one of Europe’s first sponsored poker professionals when he got a few good tournament wins and LadbrokesPoker signed him up. Roy ‘The Boy’ Brindley has had an interesting life as you can read in his great but perhaps too honest autobiography Life’s a Gamble – detailing the adventures of his early life and struggles then the highs and lows of being a poker star.
pokerQ4 had been in touch with Roy Brindley about doing an article on the strange situation in America where Groundhound Stadiums are kept going just so 100’s of players can turn up to play live poker. He seemed keen to write the article but it never happened, which was surprising and a bit sad as with our American readership he could have highlighted what really happens.
One of the results of us contacting him as that pokerQ4 are on his newsletter list from his site roytheboy.net and we have copied the latest newsletter from him below. It’s not much to do about poker but it has some funny tales and the odd sports betting tip that you might be interested in.
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Betting Blind in Texas by Roy Brindley
In the introduction to his book, “Religious Literacy: What Every American Needs to Know and Doesn’t,” author Stephen Prothero writes: “Americans are both deeply religious and profoundly ignorant about religion. They are Protestants who can’t name the four Gospels, Catholics who can’t name the Seven Sacraments and Jews who can’t name the Five Books of Moses. …One of the most religious countries on earth is also a nation of religious illiterates.”
The American’s are both ignorant and wonderfully gullible. That may be a cliché, like saying the Arabs are rich or Santa Clause comes from Lapland, but I assure you it’s true.
I speak from firsthand experience having lived in Waco, Texas, in the mid 90’s. Waco may ring a familiar bell. It’s the spec on the globe where an individual, with the adopted name of David Koresh, set up the Branch Davidians. This was a wacky cult, which lost out by a score of 74 to 4 when the Feds, equipped with helicopters, tear gas and machine gun decided they wanted to break up the party.
18 months hence, and living on a ranch which neighbored the Davidian’s HQ, I saw a money making angle giving tourists a guided tour of the remnants of the compound. In some instances I signed autographs after claiming I was once one of Koresh’s congregation. For an additional $10 I’d give naive sightseers an authentic bullet casing from the grounds “as used by the FBI which may have shot somebody”.
Oh yes, there is nothing more Americans like than guns. In this part of the world, chewin’ tobacco, drinking Dr. Pepper, eating ‘Tex-Mex’ and riding bulls – along with family members on some occasions – also rate as popular pastimes. Sadly Formula 1 doesn’t. I doubt it ever will.
But motor racing in the mid-west is a full blown religion and its followers have no problem naming all of its disciples who have, for the most part, redneck names such as Randy, Rusty, Dale, Kasey and Allmendinger. Alas, Nascar, that’s another word for driving round-and-around in circles on a soulless velodrome, is the only genre of motor sports they know or wish to know.
I have to confess my enthusiasm for this weekend’s race is as dry and arid as the 80 miles of desert between San Antonio and this new racetrack. Maybe it’s just the memories of Texas, maybe it is the lack of data or insight into this virgin racetrack. Apparently the circuit is similar to Silverstone. Mark Webber won there this year, I fancy I could outrace him, so I that form-guide is as much use as a chocolate fireguard.
Amazing to think Webber and Massa, two of only three drivers still racing after a decade in the sport, are both returning for the 2013 season. There has been a lot of genuine talent brushed aside in the interim. It’s a real head-scratcher as to why a sport, which strives for the perfection, retains drivers which are clearly inferior to at least one rival, their teammate, and probably a raft of others.
I digress. Course form is non-existent. I’m ill at ease taking the understandably short odds about the all-conquering Sebastian Vettel who, as if it was needed, gave his confidence a dose of Viagra when finishing third in Abu Dhabi last time. Therein following statistical trends is the best route this weekend. That’s pronounced ‘rawt’ in Texas incidentally.
Fact: The McLaren is unreliable. Lewis Hamilton has failed to finish in four of his last nine races. Teammate Jenson Button has retired twice from his last six outings. Admittedly these DNF’s are not entirely cases of car reliability, there has been misfortune too. But the facts are facts and, allied to the reality the pair have claimed just one podium from their last five races, they must be opposed.
It is amazing to think the bookmakers odds of a McLaren winning here are just 7/4. Statistically, recent statistics, you could argue the Woking outfit are 9/1 to get a single driver on the podium!
Elsewhere Nico Hulkenburg is very much outperforming his teammate and has also been consistently point scoring. Prior to last week’s DNF he’d claimed a sixth, seventh and eighth in the three prior races. The odds of even-money about a Hulkenburg claiming a top-ten (point scoring) finish in Texas are out of line and should be snapped up.
This week’s selections:
Both McLarens NOT to finish in the points 140 points 13/10 Bwin
Nico Hulkenburg to finish in the points 150 points 1/1 Bwin
This week’s investment: 290 points
Current profit/loss: +1,842.50 points