October
AprilLaying low
I rang a pathetic foreign-owned corporate recently to place a bet.
"Can I have $2000 on so and so @ $1.90?"
You may have nothing.
Rang back. "$400 on so and so @ $1.90?"
You may have nothing.
Rang back. "$222 on so and so @ $1.90?"
Sorry, bet declined — nothing. Reason? "Risk management decision.
Is that not what bookies do — take a risk?
Later, "Can i have $600 @ $1.75 on the Hawkes team to train the $5 million colt?"
No, sorry — betting is now suspended. My own fault for wasting a phone call.
Further, Richard Callander’s column (13/4) was another example of the poor punter being robbed blind, with $3.30 "freely available" about Overreach in the Rosehill betting ring before the Golden Slipper but $3.10 the official top fluc.
Finally, little Tom Thumb’s market mover for the last at Randwick last Saturday — Black Caviar. What was she — $1.16 into $1.14? Thanks, Tom. You have now confirmed what everybody else knows.
Promise Pittsburgh Phil will stop whingeing. I hope everybody now understands that "big-betting corporates" don’t bet.
Coogee Bay (NSW)