You see, I'm a qualified statistician in the public sector and was on a good salary, earning £46,000 a year.
I loved my job, seeing patterns, and analysing data.
Now, I knew nothing about betting.
But 2 years ago I bumped into a high school friend named Robert at a coffee shop who seemed really down.
It turns out, he'd been losing a fortune on horse bets.
We ended up talking privately, and he poured his heart out.
He'd lost all his wife's money, gambling.
He didn't know how he could tell her what happened.
this is a guy who once stood up to the school bully for me and I wanted to help him as he had helped me in the past.
I couldn't help him financially, but I offered something else.
I asked if I could borrow his phone to look at his betting account.
As a statistician, I figured at first glance I might be able to help.
You know, spotting patterns, interpreting data, and using that to make smart betting decisions.
But the thing is, I'm clueless about betting itself, and I only know data analysis.
So Robert explained everything he knew about betting.
How you win and how you lose.
And everything in between.
I finally understood the ins and outs of betting.
Here's what I did next...
I took pictures of all the data I needed.
And I told Robert to give me a week to analyse everything and do my own magic.
Upon studying...