Bad bets
A couple of bad bets:
1) Mate of mine poured £300 into a fruity over the space of about three hours, having to borrow £200 of that of me and another mate. We all walked home that night.

2) I know of a bloke (I don't know him personally, he's a mate of a mate) who put his mortgage on AC Milan winning the 2005 Champions League final. He put the bet on at half time, when AC were rampant and 3-0 up at rediculously short odds. He put somewhere in the region of £150,000 on the win, hoping to net around £150 for this "sure bet". An hour later, he was homeless.

3) I was a Ladies' Day at Aintree with the missus a few years back. I was doing my normal "£2 each way on two horses" style of betting. As I was stood in the queue for the Tote, the bloke in front of me bet "A monkey on the nose" of one of the nags in the next race. I stuck a tenner on it, also on the nose, thinking he must know something. He didn't, it finished last. Though one of my £2 each way bets netted me £60 in the same race, so i wasn't that arsed.

And a bad not bet:
Was looking at betting on the 2006 Champions League final. I had no idea why, but I had this feeling that Sol Campbell would score first, but Barca would win it 2-1. I tend to bet online so was sorting it out when the missus decided that she wanted to go the Trafford Centre (a large shopping mall thingy just outside Manchester) RIGHT NOW. My internet connection was playing up, but I was determined to pu a tenner on this hunch I had, so was stalling. Eventually the wife said "what the fuck are you arsing about with, let's go!" When I told her, she hit the roof, telling me I was chucking away a tenner and stopping her from shopping, so I switched off my PC, without placing the bet. Length? About 2500/1
(ScousersPet, Fri 8 May 2009, 14:25, Reply)