Football, betting, beer and books....

I'm not a betting man particularly but this morning, as I rode on my bike past William Hill's on Tonbridge High Street, I had a mad urge to go and have a bet on England winning the World Cup. To be honest I was thinking that the odds on this would have gone right out to about 50 to one or at least 20. But no 8 to 1 was still the best price which, if you stop to consider it is pretty crumby. Unless of course they know something we don't. Perhaps the two, at best, mediocre performances by the England are all part of a Fabio Capella and Mafia betting scandal, an elaberate way of increasing the odds on an overall England victory. (Obviously goal keeper, Rob Green, is in on it as well!) Anyway, I thought better of it and decided to keep my tenner bet and spend it on beer and books instead....