We were in Ireland for a few days. Stopped at a pub in Ballycastle. It seems that the place was devoted to horse racing. That is, they had a big-screen TV devoted to the ponies and plenty of advice from the locals. The telly showed real-time races in progress, scrolled upcoming races, results, and so forth. The best part, though, was that the landlord was also a (perfectly legal) bookmaker.
After sitting through a beer and a few races, Anne, using her vast farm-raised, corn-fed, up-close-and-personal knowledge of horses put a fiver on "The Battered Bride"— and won. Paid for dinner.
We could definitely get along with the concept of legal betting, especially in a saloon scenario.
1 comment:
Yea Except for when you get to drunk and bet to much. I find ATMS in bars already to dangerous. Though most often it just lets me get cash for the next day. Makes you feel better when you wake up in the morning and find money in your pocket.
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