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TIPSTERS......this subject more than any other gets me chomping at the bit.what infuriates me is the arrogance of these men who year in year out deceive and con the inocent out of their hard earned with wild and false claims.these people are parasites feeding off the greed that the thought of a fast buck inevetiably breeds.hey wake up you prospective investors dont pay for someone elses opinion,use your brains and make your own minds up.
Sixty years ago these tipsters were known by another name SPIVS,i can just imagine people like colin davey during the blitz with half a pound of butter and some silk stockings plying his trade around the east end,his sweaty little fingers carressing his wares,"dont worry darling cant pay this week,i'm sure we can come to some arrangement"(cue sid james laugh).
lets take a look at a ************* (Tipster Requested To Be Removed) a mediocre tipster at best.i have lost count of the number of times his advertising garb has stated"this is the one i have been waiting for"or "the biggest bet of the season/my life"after all the times he has stated this his stake must equal the third world national debt by now.---STOP PRESS---************** HAVING THE BIGGEST BET OF HIS LIFE---UNTIL TOMORROW.
I personally do not know ************** i am sure he is no worse than any of the others but he is no better either.another tipster i do know is peter sandrovitch,you have seen him in the racing post big bulging eyes under his slogen SANDROVITCH KNOWS.well peter you know bugger all,allthough your wife does because it has been known on occasions when he is to busy his wife has lovingly selected the tips of the day for his premium rate line.in fact the last time we had the pleasure of speaking mrs sandrovitch was particularly fond of a runner.When i enquired as to why she fancied this particular horse her response was "its form figures match my age" I should have asked if she meant wether its form figures matched her i.q as it had a row of duck eggs next to its name.I pity the poor sap who phoned his service that day and had the privillage of paying 60p per minute for it.
what about uncle thommo everybodies friend hes the worst of the lot of those smug inbreeds on the morning line,thank god for big mac thats what i say,the rest of them must have bad backs and sprained toes what with all the bowing,scraping and tip toeing around the trainers they interview(and I use that word in its loosest possible sense)the smarmy attitude of thommo(aka parker/yes m'lady) usually has me banging my head on the wall by 9.10am. what i am saying to all you people who are thinking of joining a tipster service be it subscription or premium rate is this-inside information is only as good as its source and the vast majority simply do not have access to this.
If all the tipsters were privy to all the secrets of all the yards then the game would not survive as we know it,betting markets simply would not exist because the results would be a forgone conclusion(if you believe what the tipsters say).If all the info doing the daily rounds were genuine then the training yards have more leaks than my old garden hose and its canny trainers we are talking about not the government.if all the tipsters were as close to the yards as they claim to be then people like mr cecil would have to start writting his christmas card list by mid july.
