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AK bets are UK based and no worse than the rest of them.I guess these are the official starting prices, with the Arabs & Huns hearing the 5-minute bell in the Tannadice dressing rooms.
The 130-1 about us is with a bunch called "A K Bet". No, me neither. I might Google them, but I'd want a good price about them being registered in a country where El Presidenté is likely to be defeated in a democratic election anytime soon.
The 10-11 Smellies is with the same "A K Bet" and a bunch called "Up". They're 9-10 on Betfair.
The same pair of cowboys call 6-4 about the Huns, so big hitters can theoretically back both Cheeks and make three times more than they would putting the money in a savings account.
"A K Bet" also the only firm offering 11-1 the Gunts.
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AK bets are UK based and no worse than the rest of them.



Stato....and the starting prices in the basement, where very little has changed. Every team is slightly longer odds than they opened, partly because bookies are cautious at lower levels and open with bigger margins in their favour, but also partly because more firms are now offering odds.
Stranraer and Annan have doubled in price.
Annan going down would be sad. They were elected because they seemed a stable club. That appears to be the case still, but "progressive", "vibrant", "ambitious" clubs that attract "investors" - EK, Kelty, Cove - seem to be more to the SFA's liking these days.
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AK used to be part of Star Sports, I think they are separate now. Ben Keith is the boss at Star and used to work for Tony Bloom, maybe more crooked than I thought.Fair enough! Most of these obscure firms are based in odd places - including ex-Soviet republics - but you're almost certainly correct that they're no worse than the Gibraltar & Malta tax haven firms and there's little chance of them going tits up
Aaaah!AK used to be part of Star Sports, I think they are separate now. Ben Keith is the boss at Star and used to work for Tony Bloom, maybe more crooked than I thought.
Love hearing stories like that.Aaaah!
I've lost touch with UK bookmaking but I noticed Star Sports used to have a supercilious ad in the Racing Post on Saturdays, proclaiming their willingness to take proper bets.
I also noticed maybe 10 years ago that they'd taken over what I think was once Victor Chandler's last betting shop - a palatial gaff next to the Dorchester Hotel on Park Lane in London. I didn't go in when it was Star Sports. Not been past it in 10 years, I doubt it's still there.
A professional gambler I used to know often frequented the place when it was VC's.
I mind going in there with him once, maybe 25 years ago. Proper doorman to keep out riff-raff. They had a VIP lounge, through a frosted glass door, minimum bet £50. Smoking still allowed then. I mind a large Greek-looking gentleman, smoking a fat 8-inch cigar that might have cost £100 swearing loudly in said VIP lounge as the horse he'd backed got beat. Nonce Clement Freud looked on disapprovingly. Exiting the shop, we passed England cricket captain Mike Atherton writing out a betting slip in the non-VIP plebs bit!
Said pro punter did mile handicappers in the flat season; less manically 3+ mile chasers, especially hunter chasers, in winter. Was working himself to an early grave as a pro punter. Maybe cleared 10% but was scared to take a holiday in the flat season.
The only other pro punter I've known did golf. He cleared a f**k sight more than 10% and would holiday in far-flung places in the summer. Studied like a bastard, mind, but his seemed an easy life. I doubt I'd have envied the horsey pro punter if I'd been working down a pit in Fife or on a trawler out of Fraserburgh.
If you were working on a purse-netter out of Fraserburgh just now you’d probably be making more than the pair of them put together - for going to sea about 3 times a year.Aaaah!
I've lost touch with UK bookmaking but I noticed Star Sports used to have a supercilious ad in the Racing Post on Saturdays, proclaiming their willingness to take proper bets.
I also noticed maybe 10 years ago that they'd taken over what I think was once Victor Chandler's last betting shop - a palatial gaff next to the Dorchester Hotel on Park Lane in London. I didn't go in when it was Star Sports. Not been past it in 10 years, I doubt it's still there.
A professional gambler I used to know often frequented the place when it was VC's.
I mind going in there with him once, maybe 25 years ago. Proper doorman to keep out riff-raff. They had a VIP lounge, through a frosted glass door, minimum bet £50. Smoking still allowed then. I mind a large Greek-looking gentleman, smoking a fat 8-inch cigar that might have cost £100 swearing loudly in said VIP lounge as the horse he'd backed got beat. Nonce Clement Freud looked on disapprovingly. Exiting the shop, we passed England cricket captain Mike Atherton writing out a betting slip in the non-VIP plebs bit!
Said pro punter did mile handicappers in the flat season; less manically 3+ mile chasers, especially hunter chasers, in winter. Was working himself to an early grave as a pro punter. Maybe cleared 10% but was scared to take a holiday in the flat season.
The only other pro punter I've known did golf. He cleared a f**k sight more than 10% and would holiday in far-flung places in the summer. Studied like a bastard, mind, but his seemed an easy life. I doubt I'd have envied the horsey pro punter if I'd been working down a pit in Fife or on a trawler out of Fraserburgh.
I've seen those programmes about fisherman. 40 fit waves. Need some stomach fur that.If you were working on a purse-netter out of Fraserburgh just now you’d probably be making more than the pair of them put together - for going to sea about 3 times a year.
The plebs bitAaaah!
I've lost touch with UK bookmaking but I noticed Star Sports used to have a supercilious ad in the Racing Post on Saturdays, proclaiming their willingness to take proper bets.
I also noticed maybe 10 years ago that they'd taken over what I think was once Victor Chandler's last betting shop - a palatial gaff next to the Dorchester Hotel on Park Lane in London. I didn't go in when it was Star Sports. Not been past it in 10 years, I doubt it's still there.
A professional gambler I used to know often frequented the place when it was VC's.
I mind going in there with him once, maybe 25 years ago. Proper doorman to keep out riff-raff. They had a VIP lounge, through a frosted glass door, minimum bet £50. Smoking still allowed then. I mind a large Greek-looking gentleman, smoking a fat 8-inch cigar that might have cost £100 swearing loudly in said VIP lounge as the horse he'd backed got beat. Nonce Clement Freud looked on disapprovingly. Exiting the shop, we passed England cricket captain Mike Atherton writing out a betting slip in the non-VIP plebs bit!
Said pro punter did mile handicappers in the flat season; less manically 3+ mile chasers, especially hunter chasers, in winter. Was working himself to an early grave as a pro punter. Maybe cleared 10% but was scared to take a holiday in the flat season.
The only other pro punter I've known did golf. He cleared a f**k sight more than 10% and would holiday in far-flung places in the summer. Studied like a bastard, mind, but his seemed an easy life. I doubt I'd have envied the horsey pro punter if I'd been working down a pit in Fife or on a trawler out of Fraserburgh.
Looks like the shop is still there. A bit on there website reporting on the days on course action from Goodwood. A blast from the past with interviews with Patrick Vietch in there as well.Aaaah!
I've lost touch with UK bookmaking but I noticed Star Sports used to have a supercilious ad in the Racing Post on Saturdays, proclaiming their willingness to take proper bets.
I also noticed maybe 10 years ago that they'd taken over what I think was once Victor Chandler's last betting shop - a palatial gaff next to the Dorchester Hotel on Park Lane in London. I didn't go in when it was Star Sports. Not been past it in 10 years, I doubt it's still there.
A professional gambler I used to know often frequented the place when it was VC's.
I mind going in there with him once, maybe 25 years ago. Proper doorman to keep out riff-raff. They had a VIP lounge, through a frosted glass door, minimum bet £50. Smoking still allowed then. I mind a large Greek-looking gentleman, smoking a fat 8-inch cigar that might have cost £100 swearing loudly in said VIP lounge as the horse he'd backed got beat. Nonce Clement Freud looked on disapprovingly. Exiting the shop, we passed England cricket captain Mike Atherton writing out a betting slip in the non-VIP plebs bit!
Said pro punter did mile handicappers in the flat season; less manically 3+ mile chasers, especially hunter chasers, in winter. Was working himself to an early grave as a pro punter. Maybe cleared 10% but was scared to take a holiday in the flat season.
The only other pro punter I've known did golf. He cleared a f**k sight more than 10% and would holiday in far-flung places in the summer. Studied like a bastard, mind, but his seemed an easy life. I doubt I'd have envied the horsey pro punter if I'd been working down a pit in Fife or on a trawler out of Fraserburgh.






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