SOULFOOD
When Mozart was asked how he came up with the music he wrote, he replied "I don't know I just play". In a similar vein nobody
'taught' Stephen Hawking astro-physics, he like Mozart can just
'play'.
Maradonna kicking tangerines around the slums of Buenos Aries hadn't seen football or been taught it, he could just
'play'.
I believe it is not beyond the realms of logic and probability that there is somewhere out there a
'gambling Mozart'. A true genius with an astute gambling ability that would blow us mere mortals away.
According to several books, there are people of this nature in and around Las Vegas. Card counters and the like, who genuinely do hold a huge advantage over the house.
I personally think that bookies would be very very naive if they though that all punters were mugs and that a small handful could not hurt them.
It makes sense for bookies to keep tabs on these winners. It would only take the punting equivalent of Stephen Hawking and their whole industry would be under threat.
I try my hardest but I'm more like Salierrei, sometimes great, often mediocre and sporadically awful.
Somewhere out there gentlemen, sat quietly at a desk, browsing tonight's fixed odds coupon, is Mozart. Planning his next raid with consummate acquiesce. Where are you Mozart? Where are you? Reveal yourself to BookieBusters.
I for one will be grateful. Life deals in parallels. For every Hitler, there is a Mother Theresa, for every Oppenhiem (the man who invented the atomic bomb) there is a Buddha, for every Pol Pot, there is a Nelson Mandela.
Somewhere out there are many many mug punters, throwing away money as quickly as the camels can take it from them. There must be a contrast. There must be a gambling legend. There must
be!
Dave TPP
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