Sometimes I can behave like a real idiot. I mean…when I do stupid things then a part of me wants to keep it quiet and not tell nobody. But then again I deserve to be punished so why not tell all. We had our usual Friday night casino jaunt last night and I ended up playing roulette like I have been for a while.
There was only me and my partner, the weather was foul so we went on our own. In fact we almost didn’t go at all and when you have seen as many casinos as I have down the years then they don’t carry the same appeal. It’s my partner who is the eager one, she has been winning and doing well and thinks that she can keep it up 
Anyway, to cut a long story short I lost about £250…..it wasn’t the amount or the fact that I blew away my profits from the previous two trips. It was the fact that I placed bets when the situation wasn’t right. You see this is what professionalism is supposed to be about. You should bet when you should and not when you can. Having the discipline to stick to rules is what separated the pro’s from the pretenders and maybe I am nothing more than a pretender these days.
I have tried to tell myself that I was just having a great time but is this all that it is? I remember a few years back I was at a race meeting in Malta with my partner and a couple of friends. Their racing isn’t the same as it is in the UK and they have carts that the jockey’s sit on that are pulled by the horse.
But anyway, the others were having a good time placing bets except me. The reason why I didn’t bet was because of the stupendously large bookmaker margins which I viewed as nothing short of daylight robbery…..and the punters stood for it. I wasn’t giving them my money out of principle.
In the past I used to be as disciplined as this…..maybe I need to take a trip down memory lane to see how I used to be.
see you soon
Carl “The Dean” Sampson
