Betting Big at the Randwick Races
<p>We’d missed one race already, and upon arrival, our friends were more concerned with getting drinks than heading to the track. Matt and I, fed up with waiting for the disorderly drunks to buy their bottles, went to find a betting stall before the second gun went. “Ten dollars on horse eight” he told the man. I followed suit with, “Ten dollars on horse seven”. We gave him notes, he gave us tickets, and along we went.</p>
<p>I’d set myself a modest budget of $100 for the day thinking most of it would be spent on food and drink. I knew nothing about horses and planned on it being a day of relaxing and chatting with my friends, with maybe a few small bets placed here and there. That all changed when horse number seven came steaming up from the back of the pack to overtake horse eight in the last fifty meters of the race to win.</p>
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