Hope i don't sound like a dick when writing this, but im very tired;
So, we're all in brighton for the GUKPT and Rookie won't stop crying that he wants to go to Hove dogs one day. We decide that as we're all still kinda hungover from the night before that tonight (Thurs night) would be a good time to go.
7 of us (Rookie,Trigg,Middy,Tommy,Knave,Rich&I) head off to Hove dog track. We get there and have a few bevvys whilst lining up our selections for the first. We flip for the first round and i lose, sigh, in my eye. Hove's a really nice dog track, really really nice, so posh and modern, puts lots of the tracks up North to shame. Sheffield and Kinsley, where i have previously frequented on numerous occasions, are horrible in retrospect.
Everyone pretty much does their bollocks on the first 2 races, then in the 3rd race
Rick Trigg decides it would be a good idea to all pit our cash together to try and land a coup and sting a bookie slightly. Now, iv been to the dogs like 10 times, the other 4 Leeds boys had never ever been, therefore, much of the selection policy was landed on the shoulders of Rookie and Trigg. They decided on the 2 Dog @ 3/1. We all lumped together, around £50 each (i only had £40 left after doing £160 in the first 2 races so stuck that on), and not to be outdone Middy got involved to the tune of £120 (that he had nipped from Knave). We had £480 on the 3 dog. The scenes were wild as it came round the home bend in front and never looked like being collared. Sc00p the £1,920. Although i was still pissed off coz was still down £40 overall.
Then disaster strikers. A few races later, we were all back down to the bare bones fundswise, so Rookie lines up another attempt at a coup. He selects the 3 Dog, one which i really don't fancy, so i refuse to get involved. They all lump on for like £100 each, more so for a few of them, @ a massive price of 9/2. The £400 on it sends it catapulating into 7/2 and it wins. sighhhh. Send them the £2,200. They are all celebrating madly, whilst im doing my tree in, and am absolutely raging. I nip a hundred from Knave.
Repeat this process a few times until we come to the last race, the infamous "Get Out Stakes". By this time Rookie must be about 1.5k up, Middy,Knave and Trigg almost a Bag. Even fkin Rich and TommyC are up hundreds ffs. Rookie and Trigg select the 1 Dog @ 3/1. By this time, the bookies are absolutely in fear of them. They had even previously collared me and asked me a few questions about who they all are. I told them that they were all from Leeds and in town for the big Poker tournaments and the John Mccirick lookalike (ChipRich) was the real brains behind the operation. [ ] They believed the latter.
At this point i'm so determined to get this 1 dog beat, i enter a zone, where all i can think about is getting this 1 Dog beat. I fancy the 5, but then we see a couple of fellow Poker players, who are big time gamblers and they've had £1,400 on the 6 dog @ 2/1. This is favourite, until Rooks puts their money on the 1 dog, and suprise suprise the 1 comes into 9/4 fav, whilst the 6 drifts to 5/2. I can't join them now, i can't just follow the crowd, i want to celebrate and get a small piece of revenge if they all lose. I get on the 6 Dog.
My last C Note, £100 @ 5/2.
We go up into the stands to watch the race, i purposefully stand a little way away from the other 6, incase the unthinkable happens. By the first bend the 1 Dog is 6,7,8,9,10 lengths ahead. The shouts of "OI OI" and "COME ON" from Trigg and Knave can be heard in Northern France. So, i do the honourable thing, i do a runner. I run down to the restaurant area because i can't take the banter. But then i notice on the TV Screens that the 1 Dogs almost 20 length lead is diminishing with every stride. Here comes the 3 and more importantly the 6 staying on with incredible speed!!!!
"ONE TIME 6!" i scream as it rattles home on the outside. 3 is coming too, and tbh, this will do for me at this point. The 1 Dog just holds on by inches. GG LIFE>>>>END.
Theyve won like £7,000 between them and im sat there with my dick in my hand. All my money gone. All because i wouldnt follow my friends and be happy with them. All because i wanted them to feel pain. I think theres a lesson there. Rookie, Trigg and Middy were the big winners. Saying that, they were all big winners.
Then the Bookie who has been stung the most offers to get us all a Limo from the hotel to the dog track on Saturday night. He wants his money back. We poiltely decline. Tbf tho, the bookies were all rly good about it, and they werent scared to take a big bet.
We get 2 taxis to the Grovesnor Casino and everyone is in buoyant mood. They purchase a few bottles of Dom Perignon for £125 a pop. I refuse to get involved. I always vowed that i would buy a bottle when i won a big Sunday tourn or have a £2k+ day at the races and it just wouldnt feel right to drink champagne when my bollocks have fallen through the floor. I manage to nip £20 off someone and head down to the roulette machines. I quickly get upto £300 but then the spin on Red for £600 has a good run when it bounces out of Red 16 and into Black 33, Gr8g.
I join the boys and get myself a beer and take the banter that they constantly through in my direction, and Floppy comes over and entertains us all with a few Poker related stories and takes our picture (bottom of page)
We have a lot more to drink and then decide on a friendly game of £1/£1 cash with a sit down of £100 to wind the night down. I nip £100 off Middy and we begin our 6 handed cash game (Rich is still claiming to be busto so he deals). The first hand i get invovled in, Trigg makes it £7 in the C/Off. Middy then 3 bets in the SB to £21 and i look down at
. I can't decide whether to 4 bet all in or just make the call. I call. Trigg calls too and the flop comes
. GG them. Middy bets out £40 and then proceeds to fold to my £80 shove. I don't think he even had any overcards to fold that fast.
I win a few more big hands with green hands, blue hands and even a red hand, and am around £300 up, with Rookie being the other big winner and TommyC and Middy the big losers.
Then Flushy comes into the casino and decides to join the game. Hes absolutely smashed. he starts shoving every hand and takes out Knave's
with his
all in pre, then takes a lot more money off Middy. Before i know it, its 3 handed between Me, Rookie and Flushy. Not convinced about my game selection at this point, and then Flushy shoves all in again, and i look down at
. He's shoved for £500 and im sat with around £300 in front of me. But the blinds are only £1/£1. I have to call obv. I do. Everyone goes mental because they see Flushy's cards and can't believe what he has. I auto assume he has Aces, and ask him to reveal them. He has
. GG everything about my life and current impending financial situation.
The flop comes down
. Then there it is, theres the one, the
on the river. The little blue card to get me out of the day and into a decent profit. Someone then points out that a Queen would split it, but it didnt come. The card room erupts as i celebrate, Flushy doesnt care, he high fives me, and i comment that the Stable runs good. I leave the cash game with over £800.
Rookie, Flushy and Middy do some big degen Omaha flips and Rookie is the big winner, Flushy probs about broke even whilst Middy did his tree in. I stayed well out of the way.
Then Rookie went to play Roulette and had a spare £100 chip on 30 neighboured. In comes 36 and he adds another £720 to his days profits. He must have had an unreal day, over 3 Bags of sand imo!!!
What a fun night imo.
[ ] Id have happily written this and still be sat on this mortal coil if that Jack of Blue hadnt binked.
Can you see my pain in this picture below (far left, looking thirsty);
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