Other Half had a bright idea - Online Betting. He doesn't use the Internet, arguing, why should he, when he has me.
I don't know any bookmaking sites, I whined. Fatally, I remembered Google. He was looking for 3-1 for Germany to win. All the well known bookmakers were offering odds-on. He couldn't understand it. I pointed out that come what may, Czech are top of their group, so will rest any players with a yellow card, a niggly injury, a touch of indigestion etc.
So instead he suggested Michael Ballack to score first. A tenner at 5-1. Guess what, Ballack scored first.
Quids in! I exclaim.
I go to check my account. I spent so long registering - whilst un poco squiffy - that the bet was never placed. Instead of �50 winnings and my stake back, I just have a deposit of �10. I've not told His Lordship yet.
Stil, at least he didn't back Germany, who join Spain and Italy on the yahboosucks plane home.
Hey kiddos, I'm going to be jingoistically tabloid for a moment. Germany are out and England aren't. We've donebetter than Germany and Italy - and Spain, who always do rubbish.
If we beat Portugal, we're up against Greece...or France in the Semi-Final, but would avoid Czech until the Final. (As if...)
France 13/4
Holland 5/1
England 11/2
Czech 13/2
Portugal 15/2
Sweden 12/1
Denmark 15/1
Greece 41/1
I'd take Czech at 13/2.
But remember:
Once more into the breach, dear friends, once more;
...The game's afoot!
Follow your spirit; and upon this charge,
Cry, "God for Harry! England and Saint George!
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