Arsenal v Manchester City Carabao Cup Final, Wembley, London, UK, 5.30pm CET, Sunday 22nd MarchPrices: 2.43 Arsenal, 3.30 Draw, 3.10 Manchester City; To Lift the Trophy: 1.73 Arsenal, 2.08 Manchester City All odds provided from Stake.com. I’ve watched enough finals in…
I’m still floating after that midweek. PSG had Chelsea on toast from the first whistle and I was counting my winnings at half‑time like some sort of Parisian oligarch. Then came the real moment of madness: Vini Jr, 93rd minute,…
Last week I thought I’d done it, found the winning formula in football punting, then the betting gods conspire to tell you that some weekends just aren’t meant to be. I had a decent swing at Bayern to beat Leverkusen…
Every now and then, punting gives you a night you’ll be telling the grandkids about. This midweek was one of them. Real Madrid at 3.50 to win and 2.78 for a Draw No Bet was one of the biggest winners…
Some weekends remind you why you do this. Real Madrid got me off to a flyer at a huge price, Newcastle Jets followed up with another lovely winner, and Dortmund did exactly what Dortmund do to Cologne. For a brief,…
Some weekends the fixture list looks like it’s trying to help you. This is not one of those weekends, there is the world’s longest domestic fixture though, and my biggest bet of the year. I’ve spent the last 48 hours…
I took $1,600 off the bookies at the weekend and took out my own sofa in the process as all three of my free tips at the weekend won! Fulham stuck it to Spurs, I took flight, and the landing…
I roll into the weekend feeling pretty pleased with myself. Midweek in the Championship is usually where bankrolls go to die, but Wrexham did the job, Stoke did the job, and suddenly I’m walking around with a full wallet and…
It’s time to show my mettle, and this week we’re looking at some Champions League and Championship tips to help get back on the wagon. Last weekend was one of those classic Tommy specials where the optimism peaked early and…
Some weeks the football betting gods smile on you. Other weeks they punt your soul into the sun. Midweek was the latter. I was already celebrating Sydney’s “win” over Auckland, chanting voice notes of my own name to the boys…
