I introduced my own self at age 7..........I bet a buddy a penny on the Brooklyn Dodgers to win the 1955 World Series. (Winner !) I just loved and lived sports as a kid......it kinda came natural. My whole family, father, uncles and aunts were bettors as we lived close to a harness racetrack and the family owned several horses. The whole town was a boring place, that was all many of them had to do. Either that or numbers. But I was oblivious to all of that, really. Like I mentioned, I introduced myself. And, yes, even tho my dad took a little book from his small store, he had a fit when he found out about my first wager. He made it impossible to enjoy the baseball card pack & stick of gum that it bought me....trust me.
I never really got hooked on horses, tho. I did for a few years right after high school, but I was smart and quit cold turkey after I left the track (Vernon Downs) broke one night after having a "sure big payout". I remember it like it was yesterday.
Scenerio: A muddy night, my favorite condition. 8 horse field and it is the 4th & last race of the double double(pick 4 winners). Folks, I have 6 live tickets left, all different. I covered the 7th nag with the last $8 I had left. MInimum payout posted on the board was $1700 and the highest payout was to be around $8000. Now, to put this in perspective, this was the late 60's........the $1700 would have bought me a brand new Volkwagon & a $4000 payoff would have got me the new loaded blue GTO that I cherished. The $8000 was close to 2 years pay!
My dad offered me a few hundred to split the tickets with him after I had the first two winners as I was on my way with a 12 or 15 to 1 shot as one winner. I then hit the 3rd race, too. The track offered early payouts after 3 races to cash in, which would have amounted to a bundle in itself. My Uncle Lou offered a tidy sum to buy me out. Uncle Pete offered me one of his horses, one that I really loved. There couldn't have been more than 8 or 10 live tickets left and I had 6 of them !!! So, I declined al offers. After all, I had 7 of the 8 nags covered, a sure winner, right ??
Needless to say, the one horse out of the 8 that I didn't cover came in. I was shocked, pissed , fuct, damned, drained,dismayed, delirious and devastated, you name it. Couldn't even buy grub or coffee on the cold rainy night ride home.
I went cold turkey after that night and never placed a serious bet at another track for the next 30 years, even tho my family, because they were owners, had privvy to "inside info". And, I subsequently worked at Gulfstream and Hialeah tracks for 10 years. Nowadays, I do go a few times per year, but it's mostly just to enjoy the beauty of it all and the most I will drop is a very affordable (for me) couple of hundred bucks live at Gulfstream or Breeder's Cup or the Derby. I really don't expect to come home rich, which is a solid attitude. It's very tough to beat the track with their 20-28% takeouts. At least with Foots & Bases etc., you have a 50% chance of pickin a winner........so I concentrated mostly on that & have been fairly successful over the years and can honestly say that "they don't owe me anything".
I guess I got off the "track" a bit for this thread, but it's a long time since I have told that story. Maybe it will make someone chuckle...........or if it will save one Madjacker from some financial misery, it was worth my few minutes of typing.
GL............THE HITMAN