I’m really not a betting man.
I don’t play the state lotteries.
I go to Vegas mainly for the buffets.
But Deb and I were guests at Santa Anita Park last Saturday, and a horse named “Willyconker” was running in the 6th race.
I kid you not.
Wally Conger, Willyconker…
Now THAT was sumptin’ I just couldn’t ignore.
I had my two-dollar bet all ready to go.
Willyconker to win in the 6th.
But last minute, the horse was scratched from the race.
Well, sheeee-ut.
Some “gambles” are just not meant to be.
Even when they feel right, they’re not gonna happen.
That’s life.
But there ARE methods for hedging your bets.
And it’s just incredible how reliably they work — especially in business.
You really ought’a tap on this link to see exactly what I’m talking about…
This stuff’ll deliver the moola a lot more consistently than playing the ponies.
