Serik Jumanov - Rise of London Gambler. Second edition

“You are winning money now? I mean, every day?” asked Emil.

“No, not every day, unfortunately, but my balance is okay, I’m not losing money. Currently, I’m thinking of adding another type of bets, which is a stronger team to win from behind, since the odds are worthwhile too, from 8 to 10. But it must be a really stronger team which is able to make a comeback, you see. And, of course, all these teams of leagues have to have a history of such match results, that’s’ my observation.”

“Yes, brother, we must make money to help our families. If you can make money this way, it is good for your family,” said Emil.

Recently Emil got a lack of money in the till, some £50. He got very upset but refused to accept any help.

“Emil, how much do you make a day? Or per month? £500? You can also bet if you want. But I cannot say my bets are 100% sure win. I noticed that when I give bet advice or tips, they lose. You see, I bet my money, this is my responsibility only, but when I give advice… it’s not my money under risk. I feel really uncomforting when people lose, using my bits of advice.”

“Look, you can sell your advice and make money too,” said Emil.

“Listen, I don’t like fooling people around. Also, I don’t understand why people trust those guys who sell their betting tips. If, as they say, every day the tipster makes 100% win, then bet with odd of 2 at least, then in a month he’ll be a billionaire! If I were a billionaire, I would never mess with selling my tips for £5 or even £500! I better sit alone, smoke my cigar, drink my coffee and make money like a money-printing machine! It’s why I believe those tipsters are liars! Somebody should get them and kick their asses!”

Emil nodded. There was a minute of silence. Then Emil said:

“Some people become bet maniacs. They lose all their money, and every day they want to bet again and again.”

“I see what you’re talking about. That’s not my case. I saw some crazy guys at bookie shops; it looks like they live there. Poor guys! But it is a fair business. Nobody forces you to bet. You either accept the odd for your bet or not.” John sighed.

“It is very hard to work every day, and do not make money enough to help your family. It’s like running, running and running, but you do not get closer to your goal,” sighed Emil too.

“Oh, fuck it, man! Just fuck it! We’ll make it, I’m sure! Someday we’ll buy that shop and it will be your own! Come on! Let’s go to the cinema! I’m inviting you. I’ll pay for everything,” said John.

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