That reminds me of a story.
I’m going cooped-up crazy. Shacky-wacky. Hotel doldrums have set in.
Yes, I know. Es and I just got back from a resounding tour of a shipbreaking yard in India.
Flew way above First Class.
Never had to even touch our luggage.
♫Oh, what fun it is to charter flights. Limos all the way. Hey! ♫.
But, the hotel bars here are paling quickly. Quiet. Too quiet. Same old, dull, dazed, and dormant crowd. The Expat population in Dubai is dwindling mightily. The COVID craziness is a madness that is taking a heavy toll. Everything’s shut down. Everyone’s staying at home.
I’m almost nostalgic for a good old Dubai 35 car pile-up and traffic jam.
Es sees that I’m in a quandary. She had quite a few friends here in Dubai. The ones I had have all left due to cratering oil prices or they’re what’s considered an ‘essential employee’, and thus unavailable.
“ROCK! QUIT YOUR PACING!” Es says in her most inimitable manner. “YOU’RE MAKING ME CRAZY!”
“A thousand pardons, my darling. But, Boditek. I suffer! Klytus, I’m bored. Bored out of my fucking mind. I can only write so much on the Precambrian Hydrocarbon reservoirs of Eastern Siberia. Television’s a bust, there’s no Netflix, even Pirate Bay is blocked here, and I’m going spare!” I whimper.
“Go then. Begone with thee. Go find a dark bar and grab a seat on Mahogany Ridge. You need a night off. Just take your fingers with so you won’t scare the locals. And be home before they open the borders. We want to be first in line when that happens” she says.
“By your command!”, I say, grab her around the waist, give her a spin, a quick smooch on the cheek, and pat on the backside before I hit the stairs in our suite in a flat-out gallop to retrieve my now charged digits from their charging port on my nightstand.
A few minutes later…
Stately, plump Dr. Rocknocker came from the stairhead bearing three incredibly expensive technologically-derived Kevlar-ed digits. He was clad in his finest Desert Fox chino shorts, freshly cleaned and oiled field boots, a new pair of jade Merino Rannoch Luxury Country Socks, best new Hawaiian drinking shirt, a Blasting technician T-shirt and black, recently blocked, Stetson.
He was so full of himself, that he actually stopped talking about his own self in the narrative in the third person.
“Esme? Darling? I’m off!” I say with a lilt in my voice and a cheeseburger in my pocket.
But that’s another story.
“You’re off, all right”, Es chuckles. “Now Rock, remember. This is the first time in a long time I’m letting you off the chain, out unsupervised among the general population. Don’t break anyone if you can avoid it and even if someone needs a quick killing, remember, you’re on vacation. OK?”
“Oh, my dear!” I chuckle and snicker, “You know me. I wouldn’t kill anyone here in Dubai. There’s no money in it.”
“Still. Best behavior?” She admonishes.
“I can’t guarantee anything, but I will try,” I reply.
“Pinkie promise?” she requests.
Damn. One of the few fingers of which left I have a natural set.
Now I can’t say that it was just a Kevlar-coated contract.
“But of course”, I say as we entwine pinkies. Hers nice, clean, and pink; mine keloidal, gnarled, and scarred.
Yeah, it about makes me retch. But Es sort of enjoys these silly things now and again.
I’m waiting in the hotel bar for my cab to arrive. I have a quick Long Island Iced Tea or three before I hit the streets. I’ve got this weird hankering for a sports bar. Don’t know why. I hate football, i.e., soccer, cricket, and those other weird forms of ball chasing they call sports over here.
But I yearn to be in a bar full of leather, hewn wood, and smoke. Attended by the smell of manly men drinking as they see fit.
In Dubai? Fat chance.
I ask my driver, who has just arrived, and who will be with me all night; if he minds me smoking, having a drink in a plain brown wrapper, and if he knows of a decent sports bar in Dubai.
No.
Nope.
Quantum Sports Bar.
“It’s sort of pricey”, he tells me.
My driver for the duration is one Roy Toisuta, an Indonesian chap who looks like he fell off a charm bracelet. In reality, I could make up three of him. But he’s affable, quick on the gas and bound to be a boon companion.
He is wiry in that whipsaw sort of kill-you-with-a-paperclip-1000-different-ways sort of manner. Like the human personification of a gaunt wolverine.
We’ll get along famously.
He tells me he doesn’t drink for whatever reason. He announces that he would wait for me out in the car while I go in and do whatever one does in a Sports Bar in Dubai for a few hours.
“Look, Roy”, I say, “I’m on retainer. C’mon in and I’ll buy you dinner and all the coffee, tea, or fizz water you could want. I just need someone non-judgmental. See, I have this affliction. I’m an alcohol-fueled carbon-based organism. I tend to drink a lot, but only to excess. You have any sort of problem with that?”
“Well, Rock”, he says, “As long as we’re being honest, I have no problem. The way I see it, the more you drink, the looser your wallet becomes.”
“I don’t suppose you’d care to lay a small wager on that conclusion?” I ask, leerily in that strange way I have that makes Komodo Dragons gulp in disbelief.
“I’ll bet, after what you told me about your recent confinement, that I’ll be dragging and/or carrying you out of the bar tonight. “ he snickers, dreaming of my very loose wallet and its contents. “You’re going to be tying one on, I can see that.”
“You can see me. But you can’t see my past” I think.
“Well, you’re not drinking, so what’s in it for me if I win?” I ask.
“A free driver for the next week?” he asks.
“Want to make it a month? I’m really, really thirsty.” I sneer.
“Make it a fortnight.”, he laughs. “Easiest money I’ve ever made. I can barely hold you back.”
“Deal”, as we shake hands. He notices my gloves for the first time.
“What’s that all about?” he asks.
“Industrial accident years ago. Not terribly pretty.” I say.
“Oh. OK. Ready to go?” He asks.
“Gentlemen”, I announce, “Forward. Drink!”
Roy accepts a cigar from one of my travel pocket humidors and we walk up to the entrance.
“You be who?” asks the doorman.
“Well, my good man, I am the Motherfucking Pro from Dover, and this is my able-bodied companion, Kato”, I say in my most affected Elliott Gould imitation.
“What?” he asks trying to corral at least two functioning synapses.
“Pardons. I’m Dr. Rocknocker and this is my trusty driver, Roy.” I continue.
“Ah. What? Hmm? Who?” was the response.
“Oh, I am sorry. Which word confused you?” I asked, most deferentially.
“You trying to be smart?” he asks.
“Well, I reckoned that at least one of us should,” I replied.
He sat there and fumbled with that reply like a nun in a warm bathtub fumbles with a bar of soap. You know the type, she has hope in her soul…
As he struggles to come up with an answer, I offer him a cigar the likes of which I’m certain he’s never seen outside of a Hollywoo movie.
“Here, my good man. My card.” I say as I hand over a large example of the perfection of the tobacconist’s art.
He gratefully accepts the cigar and removes the rope barrier.
“Have yourself a good time, gents.” He says.
“Oh. We intend to”, I reply.
“Ever need anything, just ask for Sandeep” the towering Nepali remarks with a smile.
“Thanks. Have a night yourself…”, I reply and stuff another cigar in his shirt pocket for later.
He grins wide as Dubai Creek and just as brown. He shoots me a wide smile and a universal thumbs-up sign.
“Best to make friends rather than antagonize the locals”, I muse.
“You’re an odd bird, Doctor Rocknocker.” Roy chortles.
“Roy, it’s just ‘Rock’, OK? It’ll save both time and cuts down on CO2 exhalations. And I’m all for protecting the environment.” I smiled back.
Roy chewed on that one for most the rest of the night.
The Sports Bar was quiet. Fairly empty, with probably more wait-persons than patrons.
One particularly buxom specimen of the female side of the equation welcomed us in an overtly and obviously affected mien. She wanted to show us to a table that was within the sphere of her waitressy influence.
“No, thank you”, I said as I spied acres and acres of glistening unoccupied Mahogany with tens of unoccupied seats that both faced the long bar and the several large-screen televisions there.
Seemingly bereft of people to wait and prey upon, she ignored us roundly. To her financial detriment as we would all find out during the course of the evening.
I chose a likely looking seat at the bar and Roy joined me, cautiously, a seat or two away.
“I don’t bite, Roy”, I said.
“Social distancing”, he replied.
“Ah. Well, I have a fully functional immune system as well as the hardest working liver in the galaxy. I assure you I’m in no way communicable.” I replied, slightly miffed. “Besides, after that cab ride here, whatever ætiology I have, you have as well, and vice versa.”
He scooted over one seat but shuttled that seat back to the right about 15 more centimeters.
“Some folks just don’t like their personal space invaded”, I surmised.
I pulled out one of my cigar cases, a cutter, lighter, and a stack of currencies that I was going to try and get rid of that night.
I had freshly minted UK Pounds, Euros of many nations, Indian Rupees, Russian Rubles, Japanese Yen, Chinese Renmimbi, some Uzbek Som, Afghani Afghans, Argentinian Pesos, down under Ozzian Dollarydoos, Mongolian Tugriks, Omani Rials, a few Samoan Tālā, and a bunch of US dollars.
How I ended up with that last group remains a mystery.
Roy goggled at the stack of weirdly colored and weirdly wonderful currencies of many nations.
“Sorry, Roy”, I said, “No Indonesian rupiah. Haven’t been to Jakarta in a long time.”
“What the hell are those weird ones there?” he asked.
“Which ones?” I chuckled back.
It was at that time our reverie was broken.
The bartender, one Zac O'Madden, an Irish national currently working for the hotel to which this bar is attached, interrupts our nascent debauch and asks for our drink orders.
“Not so fast there!” I say. “Introductions first. We’re not savages here.”
Zac chuckles. “You’re obviously American.”
“Вы уверены в этом? [Are you certain of that?]”, I say in return.
Zac just stands there and laughs.
“Та үнэхээр итгэлтэй байна уу? [Are you really certain?]” I ask in Mongolian. “Ĉu vi vere certas? Bạn có thực sự chắc chắn?”
“You’re as Russian or whatever that was as I am Kenyan. Now I know it. You’re American.” He says assuredly.
“And you have this nasty habit of being correct. I’m Dr. Rocknocker, call me Rock. This slight but solid fellow to my right is Roy, late of Jakarta and Krakatoa, actually west of Java.” I snicker.
“And I am Zac O’Madden, of Dublin and points east. Nice to meet you all. What can I get for you?” he asks.
After we shake hands in a very manly, indeed, manner, I ask Roy what is his pleasure.
“A tall club soda with a twist of lime, on the rocks.” He replies offhandedly.
“You’ve done this before”, I observe rather unnecessarily. “Zac, Roy gets what he wants tonight, my tab. I’ll have a Sazerac, hold the sugar. Actually several. You see, on the flight over, I sat through another showing of ’Live and Let Die’, and now I miss Mardi Gras, New Orleans, and Pat O’Brien’s. But I don’t like sweet drinks.”
“Coming right up”, Zac says with a well-practiced swish of his bar rag.
“Oh, but I’m not finished. I’d also like a beer chaser. A pint of…ah, do you have a beer menu?” I ask, looking down the long row of tappers.
“Coming up”, he says, and races off to find me one.
A few minutes later he returns with my cocktail, Roy’s fizz water, and a bar beer menu.
I raise my glass to Zac and then to Roy. We clink and I say, “I like this guy. And I like this bar. We’re going to have us a large night.”
I drain my unsweet Sazerac in one go.
Hey. I was thirsty. Needs a scootch more absinthe I observe.
Roy and Zac just sort of stare, wide-eyed, as I peruse the beer menu.
Nice menu, nice diversity. Oh, very nice.
“I’ll have the Asahi Kuronama Black if you don’t mind. Plus another Sazerac, a bit more absinthe if you please. You see, I have this genetic condition I need to keep in balance.” I grinned.
Zac looked at me like I had some sort of adverse medical condition.
“You OK, Rock?” he asked most earnestly.
“Look, Zac, I just met you and you’re a hell of a tarbender, far be it from me to tell you your job, but you see, there is this…” I said, trailing off.
“Yes?” His was a look of genuine concern. The genuine concern he won’t own that pile of currency on the bar in front of me by the end of the night.
“Yeah. Genetics dealt me a weird hand. See. I’m an ethanol-fueled carbon-based organism…”
Roy just rolled his eyes.
Zac looked puzzled.
“Yeah, I require alcohol in good-tasting and heroic amounts on a regular basis. I also have to smoke huge, black cigars in order to moderate the bioreactor.” I smiled, as I leaned back and fired up a heater.
Zac looked at me. Chewed over what I said for a moment or two. He shrugged his shoulders, grabbed my empty glass, and said, “OK, whatever. Round two in moments.”
Roy went to ask me something, thought better of it, and just leaned over and grabbed my Zippo from Irkutsk.
He looked at the cameo-relief silver and amber city crest attached to the lighter, flipped it open, and tried firing up his cigar.
“They draw better if you cut the end first,” I said, absently; and not looking, just hand him my V-cutter.
Zac returns with a new Sazerac, a chilled bottle of Asahi Kuronama Black, a tall pilsner glass, and a new club soda for Roy.
I puffed my cigar, drained another Sazerac in one go, tried the Japanese black beer, and found it to my liking. I leaned back to observe what sort of sports carnage they were observing on the big screens.
Roy just looked at me with wide eyes but said nothing.
The evening wore on. After a couple or twelve more Sazeracs, I decided it was time to teach Zac the finer points of mixology via premium vodka, bubbly citrus, ice, and lime wheels.
I also found that they had a stock of Pabst Blue Ribbon 1844, from China.
“PBR!”, I almost yelled, “Holy wow! I grew up on the stuff.”
“Not this stuff, Rock”, Zac said, “Look at the price. We only got a small amount due to a shipping error. It’s not sold outside of China normally.”
It was UAE 165 per bottle, about US$45, and worth every dirham. Zak was amazed when I told him to go ahead and have one on Roy and me.
“Really, Rock?”, Zac exclaimed. “The usual buggers here are so tight, they hum when the wind blows. Hardly anyone buys me a drink. Except for you Americans. Finest kind.”
“That’s me. An international ambassador of amity and alcohol,”, I say and toast in his general direction. “Crack tubes!”
Roy was getting tired as a newt. Evidently not drinking, listening to old war stories, and watching recorded US Football games due to the COVID lack of anything live, can take its toll as well.
I’m going strong as I’m asking Zac to explain what the fuck cricket is all about.
“So, let me get this straight,” I say, ordering another double cocktail and a couple of PBR chasers for Zac and myself. “The guy on the mound runs up and pitches to the guy dressed in the body armor. He uses a bent 2x4 to defend the wicket, which, if I recall correctly, can be sticky. Then he keeps the aliens from stealing the stumps and burning them to ashes in Australia...”
“God”, Zac exclaims, “You’re fucking hopeless.”
“Everything I know about cricket I learned from the Hitchhiker’s Guide to the galaxy.” I smiled proudly.
“That was rather obvious…” Zac sheeshed. He left to attend to another patron, a loud and woozy Kiwi.
I looked at the source of all the bad noise and in my inattention, just clicked my full beer glass. I inadvertently violated Rule #1 and spilled a small soupçon of expensive, imported beer onto my left hand.
“Whoops!”, I said and stripped off my sodden left-hand glove. I used Zac’s bar towel to sop up the bar and dry my techno-digits.
Roy looked not only at my ‘whoops’, but goggled my Japanese one-off, so far, electro-fingers.
“Rock. What the hell, man. I mean, what the fuck. Are those for real?” he asked.
“Yeah, they are a new prototype and I’m the lab rat.”, I said, waggling them and seeing that something as mundane a beer spill could never possibly injure them.
By this time, Zac wanders back, sees I’ve used his bar rag, and looks at my hand for real for the first time.
“What the fuck, Rocko? You some sort of cyborg?” he asks.
“By definition; yes, I am. And my grandfather used to call me that. Thanks.”, I replied. “But, yeah, I’m an alcohol-fueled one at that,” I say, tapping and pointing rather pointedly at my currently unpopulated cocktail glass.
Zac returns with a reload. He and Roy demand to know the whole story.
“If you must pry…” I say.
“Oh, we must, we must”, they reply in unison.
So, I regale them with the tale of the Siberian rig. The blowout, fire, and the moderately overzealous Russian FNG.
“Rock, I don’t know if that’s true, but by your appearance, it has to be. Let me buy you a drink.” Zac says.
Roy asks for a Molson Light.
“Roy! You old fraud.” I said.
“I usually don’t drink. But after that story, I think I need something cold, wet, and with a little punch.” He said, staring at my hand.
“Then you’ve chosen well”, as I down another Rocknocker, sip at my PBR and snip a new cigar.
“Rock, can I ask you a question?” Roy asks. Zac is polishing our spot at the bar insistently. I think he has a question or two as well.
“Sure. Go nuts.” I reply, puffing on my new cigar and sipping this lovely amber 1844 brew.
He crouches conspiratorially and asks in a low sotto voce: “Is that why you drink as you do? To dull the pain? From the accident. That’s it, right? Isn’t it?” Roy asks, almost genuinely concerned.
I laughed loud and long. I chuckled, snorted, and had to calm myself with gulps of my beer and cocktail.
“Roy, Roy, Roy…I’ll let you in on a little secret. I’m from Baja Canada originally. I’m a multiply-degreed petroleum geologist. I’ve lived and worked in Russia for many, many years. And, as I’ve said, I’m an ethanol-fueled organism. Quadruple perfect storm. My fingers don’t hurt. Or they might, I have no idea. I don’t even know where hell they are.” I laughed at my own witty repartee.
Roy actually paled some. He took a long draught of his anemic beer and just stared at me.
Zac had disappeared. He presently returned with a bottle of Beluga Gold Line Vodka.
“Rock, after that, this one’s for you. On the house.” He said.
“Only if you will join me. And let me pay for yours.” I said.
Zac agrees.
The shnozzled Kiwi from previous in the narrative staggers by and hears the tag-end of our conversation.
He leans over to grab the expensive bottle of vodka and says “Don’t mind if I do.”
“None for you, asshole. You’re lucky I let you stay here waiting on a cab” Zac growls, and grabs the bottle away.
The Kiwi looks at Zac. He looks at Roy. Then he looks at me, my drinks, cigar, and the smaller pile of currency on the bar.
He may have been loaded, but something swam upstream against his internal current of booze and made him decide that right now, discretion was the better part of valor. He toddled unsteadily away.
“Asswipe”, Zac spits, “He’s here every other month. He pays for his drinks, but he can’t hold them. Never once tips or buys a round. General asshole. Still, management won’t let me toss nor ban him.”
“Some people”, I distastefully agreed and poured Zac and myself a healthy double-tot of the fine, smooth, and icy vodka. “I weep for our species sometimes.”
I insisted Zac join me. I asked Roy if he’d like a taste.
“Thanks, Rock. But you’ve already been too much of a bad influence on me.” he smiled, and tipped his almost empty pilsner glass.
“OK, no pressure. I may drink like a school of belugas, but if someone else doesn’t want to, I respect that all day long. Still, the offer stands.” I continue.
“I’ll think about it, Rock. I’m still not over how you can just sit there and joke about your cybernetic fingers and how you got them. I’d…I don’t know. I don’t want to think about it. “ he shudders.
“Want to see the scar on my leg where I got shot with a .45? Or the scar on my coconut from a hunk of falling ice on a drilling rig?” I asked.
“Fuck no!”, Roy almost screams. “What the hell. You held together by scar tissue?”
”That. Baling wire and Duct Tape.” I laughed, “And people wonder why I drink.”
“I thought so!” Roy exclaimed.
“I drink because I chose to. I can stop anytime. In fact, I stopped smoking and drinking once; by nothing more than sheer force of will.” I said proudly.
“Really?” Roy asked.
“Yep”, I replied, “It was the worst 45 minutes of my life.”
To be continued…

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Learn how to calculate your probability to win by understanding the types of betting odds

What is the difference between the types of betting odds? If you think to start betting online. this one of the basic things that you have to learn. In that case, it is ridiculous to think that you can start betting without knowing how to calculate your odds to win. Betting odds shows you how much money you will win. In addition, it shows you the odds that it could happen.
Read this article very carefully and find the type of betting odds that suits you best. Because, in every big bookmaker’s website, you will have the ability to see the odds in the appearance that you prefer. If you will stick to your type of betting odds, it will help you understand the probability to win.

The probability

In the 2014 World Cup in Brazil, The probability that Luis Suarez will bite another player during the World Cup was 0.57%. More the 150 people decided that it is a good probability and believed that it could happen. They won!
They calculated the probability that the bookie gave them. As a result, they understood that it was worth the risk. Because of the lower the probability, the higher the winning profit.
There are three types of betting odds.

• Decimal odds that been used by bookmakers from Europe
• Fractional odds have been used by bookmakers from the UK and Ireland
• American odds (Moneyline odds) bookmakers used in the US

In the past bookmakers published the odds by the locale odds type of their localization. However, in the present, most of the biggest bookmakers give you the choice to choose the way you betting odds will appear. Now, Read carefully about the three different odds types and decide what the most comfortable way for you to understand is.

Decimal Odds

The decimal odds came from Europe, Australia, and Canada. It is the easiest way to understand your odds and your winning probabilities. It represents you what will be the amount that you will win for every 1 Euro that you bet on.
Very important to understand that it does not represent profit. It represents the return of the money. To calculate the profit, you should subtract stake (the amount of the bet) that you already paid to place your bet.

This is the calculation for the profit:

The winning profit = (Odds * Stake) – Stake

Here are some examples of how to calculate the profit when you put 10 a Euro stake.

• 2.00 will be calculated: ( 2.00 * 10 ) – 10 = 10 Euros profit ( 20 Euros payout )
• 3.50 will be calculated: ( 3.50 * 10 ) – 10 = profit of 25 Euros ( 35 Euros payout )
• 5.00 will be calculated: ( 5.00 * 10 ) – 10 = profit of 40 Euros ( 50 Euros payout )

Off course. While, the higher the probability, the lower the profit. Now, let’s calculate the probability of the same odds.

This is the calculation for the probability:

Probability = (1/Odds) * 100

Here are some examples of how to calculate the probability that the Bookmaker thinks the result can happen

• 2.00 will be calculated: ( 1/2 ) * 100 = there is a 50% chance that it will happen
• 3.50 will be calculated: ( 1/3.5 ) * 100 = there is a 28.57% chance that will it happen
• 5.00 will be calculated: ( 1/5 ) * 100 = there is a 20% chance that it will happen

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IN THE CLIP: Demoles explains and gives tips about how to calculate the Profit and the Probability from all three main types of betting odds

Fractional odds

The Fractional odds came from bookmakers that worked in the United Kingdom and Ireland. Including, several names like UK odds, Traditional odds and even, Aka British odds. However, in most bookmaker’s websites, you will see these odds called Fractional odds. You will find it presented with two numbers that have a Slash between them. (8/1 for example).
If you see for an event with 8/1 odds to happen. It means, for every 1 Euro stake you will have 8 Euros in profit. in other words, you will receive 9 euros for the win. Therefore, the Stake was 10 Euros, you will win 90 Euros (10 stakes + 80 profit)

We will replace numbers to letters – A/B to understand to calculate the Profit:

The winning profit = (A/B) * Stake

Here are some examples of how to calculate the profit when you put a 10 Euro stake.

• 5/1 will be calculated: (5/1) * 10 = 50 Euros profit (60 Euros Payout)
• 7/4 will be calculated: (7/4) * 10 = 17.5 Euros profit (27.5 Euros Payout)
• 1/3 will be calculated: (1/3) * 10 = 3.33 Euros profit (13.33 Euros Payout)

Off course. While, the higher the probability, the lower the profit. Now, let’s calculate the probability of the same odds.

We will replace numbers to letters – A/B to understand to calculate the Probability:

Probability = B / (A+B) * 100

Here are some examples of how to calculate the probability that the Bookmaker thinks the result can happen

• 5/1 will be calculated: 1 / ( 5 + 1 ) * 100 = there is a 16.67% chance that it will happen
• 7/4 will be calculated: 4 / ( 7 + 4 ) * 100 = there is a 36.36% chance that it will happen
• 1/3 will be calculated: 3 / ( 1 + 3 ) * 100 = there is a 75% chance that it will happen

However, as we saw in the Decimal odds. The same rule is in the Fractional odds too. The higher the probability, the profit is lower. Again, we will replace numbers to letters – A/B to understand to calculate the profit:

American odds

The American odds, it’s easy to guess, came from bookmakers in America. It is also known as US odds or Aka Moneyline odds. The underdog in the match will have (+) sign before its odds and the favorite team will have (-) sign before its odds.
The favorite team’s odds represent (-): How big should be your stake to win 100 Euros. While the Underdog team’s odds represent (+): How big will be your profit if your stake will be 100 Euros.
+440 means that if you will risk 100 euros your profit will be 440 euros in addition to your 100 euros stake. So, Your payout will be 540 euros.
-320 means that you need to risk 320 euros to make a 100 euros profit. In addition to your 320 Euros Stake. As a result, your payout will be 420 euros.

This is the calculation for the profit in Negative Odds:

The Profit in Negative Odds = (100/Odds) * stake

Here are some examples of how to calculate the profit when you put 10 a Euro stake in Negative Odds

• -440 will be calculated: (100/440) * 10 = profit 2.27 Euros profit (12.27 Euros payout)
• -320 will be calculated: : (100/320) * 10= profit of 3.12 Euros (13.12 Euros payout)
• -250 will be calculated: : (100/250) * 10= profit of 4 Euros (14 Euros payout)

This is the calculation for the profit in Positive Odds:

The Probability in Positive Odds = Odds * (Stakes / 100)

Here are some examples of how to calculate the profit when you put 10 a Euro stake in Positive Odds

• +440 will be calculated: 440 * (10/100)= profit 44 Euros profit (54 Euros payout)
• +320 will be calculated:: 320 * (10/100)= profit of 32 Euros (42 Euros payout)
• +250 will be calculated:: 250 * (10/100)= profit of 25 Euros (35 Euros payout)

This is the calculation for the probability in Negative Odds:

The Probability in Negative Odds = Odds / (Odds + 100) * 100

Here are some examples of how to calculate the probability that the Bookmaker thinks the result can happen in Negative Odds

• -440 will be calculated: 440 / (440 + 100) *100 = there is a 81.48% chance that it will happen
• -320 will be calculated: 320 / (320 + 100) *100 = there is a 76.19% chance that it will happen
• -250 will be calculated: 250 / (250 + 100) *100 = there is a 71.42% chance that it will happen

This is the calculation for the probability in PositiveOdds:

The Probability in Positive Odds = 100 / (Odds + 100) * 100

Here are some examples of how to calculate the probability that the Bookmaker thinks the result can happen in Positive Odds

• +440 will be calculated: 100 / (440 +100) * 100= there is a 18.51% chance that it will happen
• +320 will be calculated: 100 / (320 +100) * 100= there is a 23.80% chance that it will happen
• +250 will be calculated: 100 / (250 +100) * 100= there is a 28.57% chance that it will happen

Our conclusion

At the end of the day, all three different types of betting odds: Decimal odds, Fractional odds, and American odds. Show the same probability and the same payout. They just present them in 3 different ways. We recommend you try them all, and see which Odds type suits you the best and work with it. But, no matter which odds type you choose. You always have to consider the probability and see if it worth the risk.
In our podcast, Demoles always pick his betting predictions, only after he calculated the probability to win and when it worth the risk. In view of, maximizing the winnings by the information that he collects and shares about the Football in Israel.
Does this article help you? if so, learn more about the most common types of football bets. It will help you improve your betting skills.
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Learn how to calculate your probability to win by understanding the types of betting odds
What is the difference between the types of betting odds? If you think to start betting online. this one of the basic things that you have to learn. In that case, it is ridiculous to think that you can start betting without knowing how to calculate your odds to win. Betting odds shows you how much money you will win. In addition, it shows you the odds that it could happen.
Read this article very carefully and find the type of betting odds that suits you best. Because, in every big bookmaker’s website, you will have the ability to see the odds in the appearance that you prefer. If you will stick to your type of betting odds, it will help you understand the probability to win.
The probability
In the 2014 World Cup in Brazil, The probability that Luis Suarez will bite another player during the World Cup was 0.57%. More the 150 people decided that it is a good probability and believed that it could happen. They won!
They calculated the probability that the bookie gave them. As a result, they understood that it was worth the risk. Because of the lower the probability, the higher the winning profit.
There are three types of betting odds.

• Decimal odds that been used by bookmakers from Europe
• Fractional odds have been used by bookmakers from the UK and Ireland
• American odds (Moneyline odds) bookmakers used in the US

In the past bookmakers
published the odds by the locale odds type of their localization. However, in the present, most of the biggest bookmakers give you a choice to choose the way you are betting odds will appear. Now, Read carefully about the three different odds types and decide what the most comfortable way for you to understand is.
Decimal Odds
The decimal odds
came from Europe, Australia, and Canada. It is the easiest way to understand your odds and your winning probabilities. It represents you what will be the amount that you will win for every 1 Euro that you bet on.
Very important to understand that it does not represent profit. It represents the return of the money. To calculate the profit, you should subtract stake (the amount of the bet) that you already paid to place your bet.
This is the calculation for the profit:
The winning profit = (Odds * Stake) – Stake
Here are some examples of how to calculate the profit when you put 10 a Euro stake.

• 2.00 will be calculated: ( 2.00 * 10 ) – 10 = 10 Euros profit ( 20 Euros payout )
• 3.50 will be calculated: ( 3.50 * 10 ) – 10 = profit of 25 Euros ( 35 Euros payout )
• 5.00 will be calculated: ( 5.00 * 10 ) – 10 = profit of 40 Euros ( 50 Euros payout )

Off course. While, the higher the probability, the lower the profit. Now, let’s calculate the probability of the same odds.
This is the calculation for the probability:
Probability = (1/Odds) * 100
Here are some examples of how to calculate the probability that the Bookmaker thinks the result can happen

• 2.00 will be calculated: ( 1/2 ) * 100 = there is a 50% chance that it will happen
• 3.50 will be calculated: ( 1/3.5 ) * 100 = there is a 28.57% chance that will it happen
• 5.00 will be calculated: ( 1/5 ) * 100 = there is a 20% chance that it will happen

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IN THE CLIP: Demoles explains and gives tips about how to calculate the Profit and the Probability from all three main types of betting odds
Fractional odds
The Fractional odds came from bookmakers that worked in the United Kingdom and Ireland. Including, several names like UK odds, Traditional odds and even, Aka British odds. However, in most bookmaker’s websites, you will see these odds called Fractional odds
. You will find it presented with two numbers that have a Slash between them. (8/1 for example).
If you see for an event with 8/1 odds to happen. It means, for every 1 Euro stake you will have 8 Euros in profit. in other words, you will receive 9 euros for the win. Therefore, the Stake was 10 Euros, you will win 90 Euros (10 stakes + 80 profit)
We will replace numbers to letters – A/B to understand to calculate the Profit:
The winning profit = (A/B) * Stake
Here are some examples of how to calculate the profit when you put a 10 Euro stake.

• 5/1 will be calculated: (5/1) * 10 = 50 Euros profit (60 Euros Payout)
• 7/4 will be calculated: (7/4) * 10 = 17.5 Euros profit (27.5 Euros Payout)
• 1/3 will be calculated: (1/3) * 10 = 3.33 Euros profit (13.33 Euros Payout)

Off course. While, the higher the probability, the lower the profit. Now, let’s calculate the probability of the same odds.
We will replace numbers to letters – A/B to understand to calculate the Probability:
Probability = B / (A+B) * 100
Here are some examples of how to calculate the probability that the Bookmaker thinks the result can happen

• 5/1 will be calculated: 1 / ( 5 + 1 ) * 100 = there is a 16.67% chance that it will happen
• 7/4 will be calculated: 4 / ( 7 + 4 ) * 100 = there is a 36.36% chance that it will happen
• 1/3 will be calculated: 3 / ( 1 + 3 ) * 100 = there is a 75% chance that it will happen

However, as we saw in the Decimal odds. The same rule is in the Fractional odds too. The higher the probability, the profit is lower. Again, we will replace numbers to letters – A/B to understand to calculate
the profit:
American odds
The American odds, it’s easy to guess, came from bookmakers in America. It is also known as US odds or Aka Moneyline odds. The underdog in the match will have (+) sign before its odds and the favorite team will have (-) sign before its odds.
The favorite team’s odds represent (-): How big should be your stake to win 100 Euros. While the Underdog team’s odds represent (+): How big will be your profit if your stake will be 100 Euros.
+440 means that if you will risk 100 euros your profit will be 440 euros in addition to your 100 euros stake. So, Your payout will be 540 euros.
-320 means that you need to risk 320 euros to make a 100 euros profit. In addition to your 320 Euros Stake. As a result, your payout will be 420 euros.
This is the calculation for the profit in Negative Odds:
The Profit in Negative Odds = (100/Odds) * stake
Here are some examples of how to calculate the profit when you put 10 a Euro stake in Negative Odds

• -440 will be calculated: (100/440) * 10 = profit 2.27 Euros profit (12.27 Euros payout)
• -320 will be calculated: : (100/320) * 10= profit of 3.12 Euros (13.12 Euros payout)
• -250 will be calculated: : (100/250) * 10= profit of 4 Euros (14 Euros payout)

This is the calculation for the profit in Positive Odds:
The Probability in Positive Odds = Odds * (Stakes / 100)
Here are some examples of how to calculate the profit when you put 10 a Euro stake in Positive Odds

• +440 will be calculated: 440 * (10/100)= profit 44 Euros profit (54 Euros payout)
• +320 will be calculated:: 320 * (10/100)= profit of 32 Euros (42 Euros payout)
• +250 will be calculated:: 250 * (10/100)= profit of 25 Euros (35 Euros payout)

This is the calculation for the probability in Negative Odds:
The Probability in Negative Odds = Odds / (Odds + 100) * 100
Here are some examples of how to calculate the probability that the Bookmaker thinks the result can happen in Negative Odds

• -440 will be calculated: 440 / (440 + 100) *100 = there is a 81.48% chance that it will happen
• -320 will be calculated: 320 / (320 + 100) *100 = there is a 76.19% chance that it will happen
• -250 will be calculated: 250 / (250 + 100) *100 = there is a 71.42% chance that it will happen

This is the calculation for the probability in PositiveOdds:
The Probability in Positive Odds = 100 / (Odds + 100) * 100
Here are some examples of how to calculate the probability that the Bookmaker thinks the result can happen in Positive Odds

• +440 will be calculated: 100 / (440 +100) * 100= there is a 18.51% chance that it will happen
• +320 will be calculated: 100 / (320 +100) * 100= there is a 23.80% chance that it will happen
• +250 will be calculated: 100 / (250 +100) * 100= there is a 28.57% chance that it will happen

Our conclusion
At the end of the day, all three different types of betting odds
: Decimal odds, Fractional odds, and American odds. Show the same probability and the same payout. They just present them in 3 different ways. We recommend you try them all, and see which Odds type suits you the best and work with it. But, no matter which odds type you choose. You always have to consider the probability and see if it worth the risk.
In our podcast, Demoles always pick his betting predictions, only after he calculated the probability to win and when it worth the risk. In view of, maximizing the winnings by the information that he collects and shares about the Football in Israel.
Does this article help you? if so, learn more about the most common types of football bets
. It will help you improve your betting skills.
https://footballtipsil.com/

Monday, August 17th, 2020
Winston Beavers was having a very bad day.
It all began at 5 AM when his phone alarm vibrated. He rolled over on his belly and silenced it before it could wake Tai. It was the first day of class, but Winston wasn’t rising early to drink coffee and read the student newspaper. Instead, he grabbed his trusty silk tie and used it to hang his tablet from the sprinkler head. He slipped his headphones on, booted up some porn, and got straight down to business with both hands.
Now his contraption was holding on by faith and faith alone. But Winston paid no mind. He listened to Irish redheads moaning in his ear while he arched his back and curled his toes. And with each passing second, the weight of the tablet began to wear on the old, rusty sprinkler head.
So, when Winston exploded, so did that sprinkler head.
“Fuck!” Winston yelled, choking on a mouthful of rusty water. He tumbled off the top bunk, landing square on his ass. He scrambled to his feet, grabbed a binder from his desk, and rushed out the room - slipping on the puddle on his way out. Tai was already in the hallway, naked and wrapped in a wet blanket.
“What the hell, asshole?!” Tai blurted out, shivering with his laptop and backpack in each hand. “I told you not to jerk off like that!”
“Save your breath, partner,” Winston reassured him. “This here binder is the only important thing in that goddamn room.”
As water seeped into the hallway, Winston reckoned his luck had finally run out. Earlier this week, the Asheville PD had informed him that his prized Single Action Army was nowhere to be found in evidence. But he still had his precious binder, with the letters BDE inscribed on the spine. And when the water was finally shut off, Winston stuffed the binder back in his desk and made Tai pinky swear to keep it a secret.
***
A few hours later, Tai sat on the sofa in a local Asheville coffee shop with a drink and a bible in front of him.
“As your wing-woman, I shall provide some friendly reminders!” Gigi cheerfully told Tai over the phone. “Make sure you’re facing the door so you can see when he comes in. Oh, and remember the order of operations: turn a page, sip your drink, make eye contact. Turn, sip, eyes!”
“Uh, are you sure you know what you’re doing?” Tai whispered, as sleepy, hungover students filed in.
“I’m setting you up on an impromptu date on a Monday morning, am I not?”
“And have you run this strategy by amateur wingman extraordinaire Winston Beavers?”
Gigi paused. “Winston and I are...no longer on speaking terms. Sorry! I do not consent to any conversation about the aforementioned obnoxious brute whatsoever. Good luck!”
Gigi hung up. So Tai, who had never touched a bible, flipped to Ephesians like Gigi had coached him before. In fact, she’d planned out everything down to the last detail: the NIV version of the bible, the iced caramel macchiato, and the red and white checkerboard Vans he wore.
But Tai’s mind wandered to a more interesting book that he also had not yet read. He wanted to know what the hell was in Winston’s binder.
Suddenly, Jacky California walked into the cafe. Showtime. His 7:30 coffee break was expected. (Gigi found Jacky’s schedule on Facebook, and a quick visit to this cafe before 8 AM Intermediate Spanish just made sense.) Check. Turn, sip, eyes. Jacky waited in line, wearing a slim-fit red Abercrombie polo, bleached holy jeans, and his prized red and white checkerboard Vans. And his shoe decision, yet again, was also expected. (Gigi discovered that Jacky had only two classes on Monday, influencing his choice in that comfy pair of shoes that he wore in his profile pic). Check. Turn, sip, eyes. When Jacky stepped up to the counter, he ordered an iced caramel macchiato. And, once again, Gigi predicted this move. (Whatever the weather, Jacky’s SoCal roots virtually guaranteed an icy, watered-down coffee approach. Not to mention, nobody drinks hot coffee after sitting in the tanning bed for 30 minutes. Which, according to Gigi’s sleuthing, Jacky partook in every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.) Check. Turn, sip, eyes. Finally, while waiting for his order, Jacky pulled out his NIV study bible and flipped to the Book of Acts. (This time, Gigi was only partially off-base. His Facebook modeling photos were actually captioned with Ephesians bible verses. Nothing a quick fix couldn’t remedy). So Tai flipped straight to Acts, took a long sip of his macchiato, and made direct eye contact with Jacky as he walked over.
“Bro, this is freakin’ gnarly!” Jacky said in disbelief, pointing out their matching shoes, bible, and drink. “This is some righteous Revelation-level prophecy if I’ve ever seen it. Hey, my name’s Jacky. Is this seat ocupado?”
***
“Oh no!” Claire exclaimed, stroking Winston's fuzzy beard. “I’m, like, totally sorry about my stud’s mishap this morning!”
“Thank ya, peach pie,” Winston said, shaking his head. “I reckon they’ll move my ass to the broom closet and hang me out to dry.”
Claire and Winston were sitting in the Rec Center courtyard in athletic gear, along with several other hungover students. This was the Outdoors Adventures Seminar, AKA “Outside 101.” For many, it was a breezy way to snag the required Health and Fitness credit hour. And that's exactly why Gigi and Frank were also in this class. They sat on the opposite side of the courtyard, quietly gossipping and shooting the occasional glance their way.
“Your friends over there are, like, totally ignoring us!” Claire piped up, tugging Winston’s sleeve. “That’s, like, so rude.”
“Don’t trouble yourself, puddin’ muffin. They just ain’t ready for us yet.”
“And, like, oh my God! Ryan flat-out told me those are, like, the two people who broke into the frat house and blew up his daddy’s ashes! They are, like, total thugs. Ew!”
“Ah, my sister explained to me that it was a big misunderstanding, bundt cake,” Winston replied, feigning interest.
“Well, you should totally talk some sense to that Asian friend of yours, or else this class is gonna be, like, hella awkward,” Claire suggested. “She has, like, a salt and vinegar chip on her shoulder! It’s, like, totally not my fault that I can pull off a sports bra while she’s wearing those baggy clothes!”
True enough, Gigi and Frank had been giving them the cold shoulder ever since the frat house raid. For Frank, this was because of Winston’s affiliation with Claire Dansby and the notorious fraternity she represented. As for Gigi, it was more simple and personal: the lap dance.
“Ahoy, ladies and germs!” greeted the rugged Australian instructor, decked out in bushman’s gear. “My name is Angus, and I want to welcome ya to Outside 101. While you shop different classes, I indeed hope you’ll choose to spend your semester with us. Today is the Gauntlet Challenge, where we’ll break off into groups and compete for a mighty fine prize!”
With that, Angus hurled an ax at a target behind the students. Bullseye. Everyone stood up to clap and cheer. “Now, everybody come up front and grab yourselves a fine ole’ nametag so we know who you are!”
Winston sprung up and headed for the front of the line. Gigi stood with her back to him, her long black hair draping over her Under Armor tank top. He cleared his throat. “Howdy. Looks like we’re gonna be getting a workout in today. So hey, can I have a word with ya in private?”
She spun around, showing him a forced smile. “I’m sorry, sir. I don’t consent to this conversation.”
With that, she grabbed a nametag and wrote “Gigi.” Winston cocked his head. “So, I seem to recall Sarah telling me that you’ve got a South Korean name that only your father calls you.”
“Ah, but what’s in a name anywho?” pondered Frank, stepping forward. “Sir Winston, I wish to extend a sincere congratulations to your acceptance into the Beta Delta Epsilon Sausage Club. And to that brazen bull of a woman under your thumb. Alas, a braver man than me are you!”
Gigi narrowed her eyes at Winston. “You don’t know my real name?” she stated matter-of-factly. “Do you even know me at all?”
Frank and Gigi walked back to their seat. The hair stood up on the back of Winston’s neck. But before he could retort, two late students entered the courtyard.
“Hey, what’s up dudes and dudettes?” Jacky greeted casually. “Sorry we’re late. We couldn’t find the-"
“Hellooo everyone!” Tai greeted the class flamboyantly. “Jacky-boy, I hope you’re ready for a totally fabulous time! Ready to sweat? Oh, will you look at the sports bra on that blonde gal over here! Looks like Victoria can’t keep her secret for long. Am I right, Tai? Hey, boo-boo! Yes, you in the sports bra. You are killing it!”
Claire giggled, thanking Tai. But he and Jacky wound up sitting next to Gigi and Frank instead, introducing each other. Winston watched from afar, shaking his head. So this is how my roommate acts when he’s no longer single, he thought. Then, when no one was watching, Winston reached into his pocket and pulled out a 20-dollar bill.
“Oi, Steve Irwin,” Winston whispered to Angus, slipping him the money. “I need ya to put me and my friends together in a group.”
Winston pointed out his four friends, scribbled “BAMF” on a nametag, and walked confidently back to his seat. Then, when Gigi was watching, he gave Claire a sloppy, wet kiss.
***
“First elimination challenge is ax throwing!” Angus announced, behind the wheel of a Volkswagen VW bus. “The world’s second-oldest profession.”
Per request, Angus had formed a group out of Winston, Claire, Frank, Gigi, Tai, and Jacky. Now, he was driving them to a deserted field at the base of Mount Pisgah in the Asheville wilderness. Once they arrived, he set up a huge wooden target, then tossed Winston an ax.
“Now you look like a bloke who’s done this before!” Angus remarked.
“Hell, my daddy had to put a lock on the shed,” Winston bragged.
“Winston is, like, totally a wild man when it comes to the outdoors!” Claire chimed in. “I’m, like, super-stoked for him to totally man-handle me in the bedroom.”
The other four cringed at each other. Then, Winston reared back and hurled the ax with two hands, hitting a large ring.
“Three points!” Angus called out. “Claire, think you can conquer this beast?”
Claire stepped forward and grabbed an ax. As a former high school cheerleader, she hid some muscles under her small frame. But what surprised everybody was how she tossed hers one-handed. She hit an inner ring: a five-pointer.
“This, like, ain’t my first rodeo, cowboy!” Claire teased. She brazenly grabbed another ax and under-handed it to Gigi. She yelped, but Frank stepped in and caught it.
“My stars!” he said to Claire. “A woman so supple, yet so brazen around the edges. A fine mistress you doth make!”
Winston walked over to Gigi and gave her a puzzled look. “In the words of Richard III,” he began. “It looks Frank would trade his kingdom for a whore.”
“Um...since when have you started dabbling in Old English plays?” Gigi asked, a bit uneasy.
“Looks like you don’t know me much at all yourself.”
Gigi blushed, either enraged or embarrassed. She left him to stand next to her boyfriend. Then, Frank performed a one-handed throw, landing an inner ring.
“Five points for Shakespeare!” Angus cheered. “Let’s see if Miss Hathaway can cut the mustard.”
Before Frank handed Gigi the ax, she was already tense. He helped her hold it with two hands in a beginner’s stance. “But soft!” he said, as Gigi took aim. “Plant it straight in the heart! Just like I shall soon plant my seed in your womb.”
Flustered and distracted, she heaved the ax for an outer ring.
“Oi, only one point,” Angus declared. “Better hope our last two competitors think off target!”
Jacky grabbed an ax and faced Gigi. “Bro, your boyfriend’s a perv. And so is that chick.”
Jacky pointed straight at Claire. She giggled obnoxiously, flicking her long blonde hair. Jacky rolled his eyes. “God, please bring this lost sheep home,” he quietly prayed. He flung it from over the shoulder, missing the target completely.
“Ah, I can tell you’re fancy a boomerang by the way you throw that bugger!” Angus chuckled. “Our first elimination. Last one, come on down!”
Before Tai could grab his ax, Gigi pulled him aside. “Um, as your fellow wing-woman,” she started, “I suggest you launch the caveman hunting apparatus into the margins for the express purpose of aborting and creating a more intimate scenario with your beloved wave rider.”
Now Tai had grown a little closer with Gigi ever since she matched him up with Jacky. But all he could muster was a blank stare. Gigi leaned in closer. “Lose on purpose so you can be alone with him!” she hissed.
“Oh, got it,” Tai whispered back. “Hey, Gigi? Do ya think I can borrow your room for a bit? There’s no way Jacky can find out I live in a flooded swamp.”
Suddenly, Jacky’s ax boomerang came twirling back around, heading straight for Tai. He jumped to the side with a shriek, watching the ax fly into a tree. “Righteous!” Jacky cheered, running back to fetch it. So with that in mind, Tai took aim and tossed his ax boomerang-style. As intended, it went flying far and wide past the target.
“And Tai and Jacky have been eliminated!” Angus declared. “That means the rest of ya advance to our next challenge. And an impressive performance from the blonde bombshell and Italian stallion, I might add.”
Claire walked up to Frank and slapped his ass. “Looks like we pervs, like, totally got it going on!”
Winston and Gigi stared at each other in shock. But before they knew it, Tai’s ax boomerang came soaring back, nailing the side of Angus’ Volkswagen.
***
“FIX THE FUCKING AC,” growled Evelyn the RA in a low, demonic voice. “I WILL BURN THIS MOTHERFUCKER TO THE GROUND.”
In Sarah and Gigi’s room, Tai and Jacky had taken shelter from this emo demon, who was now stomping up and down the hallway. Sure enough, the AC was broken again. And after Tai had escorted Jacky up seven flights of stairs to “his” room, they’d found it virtually impossible to stop sweating.
“So let’s dive into Genesis 5 where we left off,” Jacky suggested, as they sat together on the futon. “It’s a little gnarly since it’s all genealogy. We’ll have to quiz each other when we’re done so we make sure we got it down pat!”
Jacky cracked open the bible, just as Evelyn screamed from the hallway. They rushed to the door and peeked out. Evelyn had let down her jet-black hair and had smeared mascara on her, sweating pale face. She locked eyes with the two young men. “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?” the demon within her tremored.
They quickly shut the door and got back to their bible study. “Well...anyway, this is the written account of Adam’s family line,” Jacky read. “Basically, this is gonna be a righteous heck-ton of funky names to remember. My youth pastor showed me an easy way to memorize them, where-”
Death metal blared in the hallway. Over the heavy muted guitar and the rapid-fire double bass, Evelyn released a primal roar.
“So yeah, an easy way to memorize the names is word association!” the sweating Jacky yelled over the screeching guitar solo. “For example, take Adam and Seth, who-”
“EVERYBODY BREAK SHIT,” Evelyn screamed, as the deafening breakdown began. Tai rushed to the door and peeked out again. This time, she was breaking off a long fluorescent light tube from the ceiling. Several of her female hallmates observed like visitors at a zoo. Evelyn reared back and smashed the wall, shattering the light into pieces.
“All right, bro,” Jacky finally sighed, shutting the bible and standing up. “Look, let’s just go to your actual room.”
“W-what?” Tai stuttered, closing the door.
“Come on brochacho,” Jacky said, slicking back his long blonde hair. “You think I didn’t catch on? There are the female girls in the hallway with the female devil incarnate. Not to mention the…dreadful taste in bedroom decor in whoever’s room this is. Come on, man. I wanna see the real you.”
They stared into each other's' cool grey eyes. Finally, Tai nodded and reached out to shake on it. Instead, Jacky held his hand and interlocked his fingers. They sneaked out into the hallway, and Jacky led the way to Tai’s room.
“H-how do you know where we’re going?” Tai asked.
“I’m your mailman,” Jacky answered, giving his hand a squeeze. “I know a lot more about you than you think. Heck, don’t even get me started on your roommate’s male enhancement subscription.”
As they descended the stairs, a herd of female students tried to restrain the spawn of Satan in the hall.
***
“Next up is the zip-line races!” Angus announced.
He drove the four competitors deep into the Pisgah National Forest with the ax still lodged in the van. He slowed to a stop in a green, tranquil meadow where sunlight peeked through the treetops. There, two huge zip-lines ran from the tops of starting platforms, all the way to a platform on the far side of the clearing.
Angus passed out a few safety harnesses, and everyone suited up. “Mine’s, like, a little too big!” Claire whined. “Gigi, you should totally trade with me since you have a tad more cushion for the pushin’! Hey, at least your boobs are smaller than mine! That, like, must be so convenient.”
Gigi ignored her, hooking herself to the lane behind Winston. Claire attached herself to the lane behind Frank. And Angus began the long walk toward the finish line platform. Now out of earshot, both groups began climbing the long rope ladders up to their platforms. Winston purposefully took his time. Halfway up the ladder, Winston stopped and looked down at Gigi.
“Hey, I know I’m being stubborn,” Winston said. “But I really wanna talk to you, if you’ll have me. Just give me a chance to explain-"
“She’s a total bitch!” Gigi hissed, surprising even herself. “If you’re dating her, we’re no longer friends.”
Frustrated and torn, Winston sighed. “Right. I reckon actions speak louder than words anyway.” He reached into his shorts pocket and pulled out a mini can of WD-40. Then, he proceeded to spray the shit out of both of their zip-line hooks.
“W-what the hell is wrong with you?” Gigi exclaimed, choking on the fumes.
“WD-40 is God’s lubricant,” Winston explained. “Now we’ll have a little speed boost when we race ‘em. Sorry, buddy, but I need us both to win so we have some alone time to sort things out.”
“You’re being absolutely ridiculous!” Gigi said, flabbergasted.
“I realize that. So I reckon I’ll make you an offer. When it’s me versus you at the finals, I’ll let you win so you get the Lazy Basil gift card. Deal?”
Suddenly, Gigi’s big, brown eyes shot open and her countenance sang a different tune. Lazy Basil was the finest Italian restaurant in all of Asheville - maybe all of North Carolina. And Frank would not be cooking her an Italian dinner until this Friday. After tasting a little bit of chocolate every day to prepare her body for cheese, she could not wait a day longer.
“Pray tell!” Frank suddenly yelled, looking down from his platform at the stragglers. “Art thou stuck on the ladder, Sir Winston? Mayhaps we require usage of a construction crane to haul up your portly frame.”
Winston grunted, then spat on the ground. “So what was that you were saying about my girlfriend being a bitch?” Winston asked Gigi.
Reaching the top of the ladder, Winston and Gigi stepped onto the platform. A perfect view of the bright green hemlock trees of the Pisgah National Forest. From the finish line platform, Angus pumped his fist. “Let’s get these wagon wheels a’rollin’!” his voice echoed across the forest. “Fellas up first!”
Winston made the mistake of looking down at the endless ocean of treetops. Stomach lurching, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then, hands trembling, he moved his greased-up zip-line hook to the starting position.
Gigi tapped his shoulder. “Are you...afraid of heights?” she asked, more like a mother than a caring friend.
A sudden breeze caused their platform to sway ever-so-slightly. Winston hunched over and vomited his morning screwdriver into a nest of endangered birds. He wiped his mouth and looked up at Frank’s shit-eating grin. Winston simultaneously flicked him off while giving Angus a thumbs up.
“Ah, we’ve got ourselves a fighter!” Angus called out. “Ready. Set. Go!”
Winston and Frank kicked off their platforms, soaring over the forest. Sure enough, his WD-40 hack gave him the extra acceleration he needed. He held a clear lead over Frank as Angus’ platform grew closer and closer. Not even Frank’s Italian expletives could stop him.
“Wiiinston wins!” Angus cheered, as Winston whizzed up to the platform. And only a split-second later, Frank came in hot, landing gracefully.
“I underestimated thy aerodynamic stature!” Frank admitted. “Mayhaps I too require an uptick in fine American cuisine, say steak and potatoes?”
Back at the starting line, Gigi grabbed her hook and slid it into a starting position. She looked up at her hands, now slick with grease.
“I’m, like, totally sorry about being so rude earlier,” Claire said, making a pouting face. “Look, if you let me win, you get to leave class early with Frank, and I can have the gift card! And not to be totally awkward, but I think you could, like, have a super-hot figure without that Italian food in your diet.”
Two minutes later.
“Gigi wins!” Angus cheered, as she came careening to the finish line. A split second later, Claire came flying by - seething.
“Like, it’s totally not fair!” Claire cried, stomping her feet. “Gigi, like, totally called me a hashtag raging thundercunt! It, like-like-like-like-like, totally distracted me from the race!” Again, more crocodile tears while Claire buried her face in Winston’s shoulder.
“Woe is me!” Frank cried out, grabbing her shoulders. “Oh, the humanity! Alas, say you did no such thing!”
“There, there,” Winston said nonchalantly, patting Claire’s head like a dog. “I’m sure it ain’t that serious.”
Angus covered his mouth. “Oi, Miss Gigi: did you in fact call Lady Claire a raging thundercunt?”
Gigi politely crossed her hands in front of her waist, her messy black hair cascading over her pale face. And then: a tell-all smile.
“Well, you know we handle potty-mouths in Australia, right?” Angus asked. “We fuckin’ celebrate ‘em! And as for sore losers? We make ‘em walk the plank!”
Angus shoved Claire and Frank off the platform. They screamed until the cable pulled taut, leaving them dangling in midair.
“Congratulations, ya raging thundercunts!” Angus said to Winston and Gigi. “Now off to the finals we go. And doncha’ worry, ya blimey losers. My teaching assistant will come get ya down and give ya a comfy ride straight back to campus!”
Winston and Gigi climbed down the ladder and followed Angus out of the woods, leaving Frank and Claire as dinner for vultures. When the two were alone, Claire kicked off her tennis shoes and stretched out, showing off her flat stomach.
“I, like, always thought I had sex in every possible position!” Claire reflected. “Well, except for the Amazon position, since my fraternity forbids it. Awwwkward! But I’ve, like, totally never had sex in midair. Should we try it, Frank?”
***
It was a manic scene in the 700 Hall of Firewater. Hesitant to get the police involved, Evelyn’s roommates were in the process of summoning a Catholic priest to perform an exorcism. But she was no longer Tai and Jacky’s concern. The muffled screams, crashes, and bangs faded in the distance as the two guys entered the 300 Hall.
“We’re actually...not supposed to be here,” Tai cautioned, placing his hand on the doorknob to his room.
“How come, brotherman?” Jacky asked.
“It’s my roommate: Winston. There’s something in there that he doesn’t want me to know about. And he made me promise to not even let any visitors in our room.”
“So did he get it in writing, with a notary standing by?” Jacky joked.
“Pinky swear,” Tai corrected.
“Far out,” Jacky marveled. “That’s some next-level serious business.” Jacky chuckled, slicking his hair back. “So let me ask this about your roommate: would he rather us be in your room, or his sister’s room?”
Tai froze. Finally, he unlocked the door. “Touché.”
The mildew hit them like a freight train. The mattresses, rug, and futon cushion were all gone. Besides that, Jacky was standing in a typical college dorm. A football schedule and Megan Fox poster on Winston’s side. Video game and anime posters on Tai’s side. A dirty microwave and a mini-fridge, probably filled with light beer and leftover Chinese takeout.
Tai sat on the metal futon frame and patted the spot next to him. “So, what if we used flashcards to memorize some of those biblical names? It’s important for me to - WHAAA-!”
Jacky was frantically searching through Winston’s drawers. “Bingo, my man!” He held up the binder and read the spine. “What’s BDE anyway? Does it stand for big...uh, big-penis energy? Sounds like your roomie has some gnarly ego issues.”
Distracting himself, Tai opened the bible in his trembling hands. “So...uh...there’s Shem...Ham...and Japeth, the three sons of-”
Jacky plopped down next to Tai and opened the binder. “Dude! Do you know what this is?”
Tai looked down at pages upon pages of driver’s licenses in card sleeves. Every race, creed, and gender under the sun. And all featured photos that could pass for any young-looking 21-year-old.
Tai and Jacky had just uncovered Beta Delta Epsilon’s secret fake ID operation. Jacky searched through a few pages, and finally pulled out an ID that could pass for Tai. He removed it from the sleeve and placed it in Tai’s shaking hand. Then, he sat on his lap and held up an ID of a tan white guy with blonde hair. “I don’t wanna talk about Shem and Ham, my dude,” Jacky declared. “I wanna talk about our new legal names: Caleb and Demitri.”
“Ah, now I have an actual black guy’s name,” Tai chuckled, forcing a smirk. Suddenly, he slipped his hand up Jacky’s shirt, feeling his rock-hard abs. “I, uh...so do you want to roleplay...Caleb?”
“Not just roleplay, my dude,” Jacky whispered into Tai’s ear, nuzzling his cheek. “I want to help other people roleplay. Dude! What if we stole these fake ID’s and sold them to every underage student on campus? Think of how freaking righteous that money would be!” Tai’s heart raced as Jacky swung his legs over Tai’s waist, straddling him. Jacky ran his lips from his collarbone to his ear.
“That’s...illegal,” Tai moaned softly. “Not to mention a little ungodly.”
“Maybe so,” Jacky said, nibbling his ear. “But I follow God, not the world. Some people don’t know the difference.
“Caleb” and “Dimitri” rolled off the futon, kissing, biting, and scratching each other until the clothes flew off. And little did they know Evelyn was scouring the 300 Hall with a chef’s knife in her hand, searching for them.
***
“The grand finale!” Angus announced. “The rock climbing wall!”
Angus led Winston and Gigi to a huge rock wall on the face of the Pisgah Mountains. This time, there was no cheat code in the world that would work in Winston’s favor. While his upper-body strength toppled that of Gigi, he was simply hauling a much larger load.
“The rumors are true!” Angus chuckled. “There is a 50-dollar Lazy Basil gift card up for grabs for the first one to reach the top.”
He strapped Winston and Gigi to the climbing cables, then took a step back. The trembling Winston glanced over at the cool, confident Gigi. “It looks like it’s just me and you, buddy,” he said. “So, do ya reckon you can tell me what I can do to make things right?”
“Go, go, go!” Angus suddenly shouted.
Gigi, quick and nimble, jumped straight up and grabbed her first hold. With ease, she began traversing the wall like an orangutan. Winston chugged along, contorting his body in awkward positions just to keep from falling.
“Look, Gigi!” Winston called out. “I hate that it’s like this between us. Man, I just wanna know what I can do. Hell, you can have my purple V-neck shirt that you accidentally stole.”
No response still. She worked swiftly and calmly as she approached the halfway point. Winston caught a lucky break, catching some easy holds as he covered a few feet. But there was no way in hell he could match Gigi’s steady pace. Plus, the higher he got, the higher the screwdriver rose in his throat.
Desperate, Winston reached around with one hand and unstrapped his vest.
“Oi, what the fuck are ya doing, mate?” Angus spat from far down below. Winston slipped out of the vest and pushed it to the side. Now, he was climbing freely. Fear coursed through his veins, but so did adrenaline. He used that stress to heave himself up much faster than before. Gigi, now past the halfway point, looked down to see Winston’s pleading eyes looking up at her.
“Gigi, I’m sorry!” Winston yelled. “Look, I...I can’t honestly tell you that I’m sorry for meeting up with Claire at the house. Because I’m not. But fuck, I’m sorry you had to walk in and see it! And...I’m plum-fuckin’ sorry I didn’t consider your feelings for me at the time. I reckon that ship has sailed. But fuck, I don’t wanna lose our friendship over it, Gigi!”
Gigi smiled at Winston for the first time that day. She shut her eyes tightly, fighting to block the tears. When she opened them again, Winston’s white knuckles curled around a tough hold.
“I’m not sure how long I can hold on, partner,” Winston groaned, smiling weakly. Slowly, piss began running down his leg, trickling a long way down to the ground below. Gigi began quickly backtracking, holding her breath.
“Winston,” Gigi consoled him calmly, now by his side. “I need you...I need you to reach out and hold me. Don’t let me go.”
He took a deep breath, then wrapped his arms around Gigi’s slim waist. His legs dangled free, supported only by her. Breathing heavily, Gigi kicked off the rock facing. Slowly, they began to descend.
“My real name is Ji-hye,” she said, as they approached solid ground.
“Ji-hye,” Winston repeated, his heart pounding as he held her in a death grip. “So, uh...why did you wanna tell me that?”
“Um...because we’re friends again!” she cheered, as they reached the bottom.
But before he could release her, Angus yanked his collar and held a hunting knife to his throat. His hair and face were drenched in Winston’s piss. “Oi, I oughta gut you like a fuckin’ fish, ya blimey bastard!”
“Wait, it’s not his fault!” Gigi interjected. “Um...a yellowjacket got caught between his shirt and vest and stung him pretty bad. He’s allergic, so he had no choice but to take it off!”
Angus cocked his head, letting her words marinate like the piss in his hair. Then, a proper belly laugh. He gave Winston a shove and put the knife away. “Yellowjackets?! Why, you Americans and bonafide pussies, that’s what ya are! Oi, you wouldn’t last a second down unda!”
Angus reached in his pocket and pulled out two 50-dollar Lazy Basil gift cards. “Fuck it, take ‘em both. After all, that was a mighty impressive showing of teamwork up there!”
Winston cleared his throat and held his hand up. “Thanks for the offer, Angus. But I’m a proud conservative. And I don’t need no goddamn participation trophies.”
Gigi socked him in the stomach. “Accept the gift card or we’re no longer friends!” she hissed, salivating over her imminent cheese dream.
***
“YOU HAVE SOMETHING I WANT,” the demon growled in the hallway.
Evelyn slowly dragged her chef’s knife across the door of Room 309 - a knife much larger than Angus’. Tai stared out the peephole, then rushed to the futon to grab his bible.
“We need to perform an exorcism ourselves!” Tai suggested, wearing nothing but bright blue boxers with coconut patterns.
“RIghteous idea, my man!” Jacky replied, donning yellow pineapple briefs. “The word of God is an indispensable weapon during the end times that we live in!”
Tai stared out the peephole again. Now, a senile Evelyn gently tapped the door with the tip of her knife. “Hey, uh, Evelyn,” Tai called out softly. “Why don’t we comb through Genesis together? I sure could use your help in memorizing the lineage of Adam!”
“NO BIBLE. I WILL STRANGLE YOU WITH YOUR INTESTINES!”
Jacky gave a thumbs up from the frame of the futon. “See, it’s working! That’s the devil in her trying to resist. But no man, woman, or spawn of Satan could possibly resist the righteous infallible word of God!”
Tai chuckled, half-nervous and half-relieved. Then, he opened the door halfway. “Welcome to our bible study, Evelyn! So if you would have a seat on our super comfy futon, we can-"
Suddenly, Tai lept behind the door as Evelyn charged through the room with her knife held high. “DIE! DIE! DIE!” she shrieked, heading straight for Jacky. He swiftly rolled under the futon frame, as Evelyn began stabbing through it, aiming for the head.
“Fuck!” Tai screamed, frantically flipping to Genesis 5. “Um, um...let the power of Christ compel you with His holy word! Enoch begat Methuselah, and Methuselah begat Lamech, and Lamech begat Noah!”
“WHY CAN’T I HAVE WHAT YOU HAVE?” Evelyn screamed. While Jacky cowered in a fetal position, she reared back and stabbed a hole in the wall.
“Oh, Evelyyyn?” Sarah Beavers called out, stepping into the room.
Evelyn spun around to face her, tears and mascara running down her face. She dropped the knife. Then, she swiveled her head around the room, dazed and confused.
“Oh...no,” Evelyn whispered in her normal voice. “Sarah, I did something bad, didn’t I?”
“Shush, it’s all gravy,” Sarah assured her, while Tai and Jacky looked at each other in shock. “Boys, let this be a lesson to you. Envy possessed Evelyn today. Not only was she envious of your AC, but also of your totally-rad same-sex relationship.”
Tai and Jacky realized they were still half-naked, and that it was too late to hide it. Evelyn, moaning softly, crawled over to Sarah and lay her head on her lap. Then, she began playing with Sarah’s dangling dreadlocks. “Now, now - no touchy-feely of the genitals,” Sarah politely warned her. “An asexual chick like myself ain’t no lamp in a corner, ya dig?”
Then, Sarah spotted the BDE binder on Tai’s desk. Cocking her head to the side, she slowly stood up to take a closer look.
“Shit,” Tai whispered to Jacky. “What do we do?”
“We can’t let her know about our operation,” Jacky whispered back.
“So, if my inner chi serves me well,” Sarah began, flipping through the pages. “You two plan on stealing Beta Delta Epsilon's fake ID collection from Winston, in a grand scheme to sell them to underage students?”
“What in the H-E-double-hockey-sticks?” Jacky whispered to Tai. “A psychic hippie? What kind of friends are you rolling with, bro?”
“I can hear you,” Sarah advised. She sat down next to Evelyn and slipped out an ID of a brunette hipster girl with straight hair. “It’s a crying shame that Winston didn’t think to include any white girls with dreadlocks. Simple-minded if you ask me. Oh! Evelyn, I found an ID just for you. See, she looks just like the chick from The Ring.”
“I will eat your soul,” Evelyn said in her normal voice. Suddenly, she pinned Sarah down and started tickling the hell out of her.
“Wait, so you’re not mad?” Tai asked Sarah, watching Evelyn win the completely non-sexual “game.”
Sarah caught her breath from her massive tickle-fit. Then, she snapped the binder shut. “Mad? Are you high? I’m a broke college student too. As a matter of fact, if you’re going to be making crazy money, I want in on it too. Evelyn and I both want in. And nobody, I mean nobody, breathes a word of this to my brother.”
***
Nine outgoing calls. Zero incoming calls.
Gigi slipped her phone back into her purse, fighting the urge to make it 10. On that windy night, she stood in downtown Asheville in front of Lazy Basil, waiting for Frank to fall from the sky. She was dressed up in a black polka-dot maxi dress with a white bow in her hair, knowing that she would be turned away for so much as thinking about blue jeans.
She grabbed a menu and read through the appetizers. Tempura Fried Calamari? Maybe. Chunky Spinach and Artichoke Dip? Eh. And then, her big brown eyes widened when she saw it. Caprese salad: fresh buffalo mozzarella topped with local organic tomatoes, balsamic vinegar, and fresh basil leaves from our herb garden.
“So he stood ya up, huh?”
Winston leaned against the streetlight in a black suit and tie. He took a final puff on his cigar, tossed it, then walked over to Gigi to read her menu. And like always, the smell of tobacco was masked by Winston’s signature sandalwood cologne.
“I can’t decide if I want the loaded macaroni and cheese,” Winston pondered, “or the fried cheese logs with marinara. Hey, ya reckon we could order one of each and share?”
Gigi wiped drool from the side of her mouth and came to her senses. “Um...wait, you’re not here for a date with Claire?”
Winston took out his phone and showed her the screen. Sixty-eight outgoing calls. Zero incoming calls. “Reckon I should try to call her one last time?” he asked with a grin. “I mean, I don’t wanna come off like a simp or nothin’.”
Fifteen minutes later, they were seated at a candlelit table for two. While they sipped on large glasses of red Moscato, Gigi explained her lactose intolerance and Frank’s plans to introduce her to cheese for the first time.
“So let me get this straight,” Winston said, leaning in. “You consider this cheating on your boyfriend, don’t you?”
“Um...well, it has nothing to do with you!” Gigi laughed nervously. “It’s...well, it’s cheating if I eat that.”
The waiter came over with a platter of Caprese salad and a refill of red wine. Winston picked up a soft, fluffy cheese disc and tore it in half. “I’m not a betting man. But I wager if your boyfriend wanted to have dinner with you, he’d be the one sitting across from ya.”
Gigi stared into Winston’s pale blue eyes, then at the mozzarella. Slowly, she reached out and placed it on her tongue. Then, she closed her eyes as the creamy, silky flavor graced her palate. She swallowed, then grabbed another, shoving the whole disc in her mouth. Satisfied, Winston pushed the plate toward her. Then, he took out his phone and turned on the camera.
“Here’s to Gigi’s first dairy experience,” he announced, taking a photo. “And, I reckon, the moment before one of her many trips to the bathroom.”
She gasped, tossing her dinner napkin at him. They laughed, garnering the attention of a couple of older, quieter patrons. But Winston and Gigi lived in their own world, sipping refill after refill of wine as she alone cleaned that plate. Before long, the waiter returned with fried mozzarella logs for Winston and loaded macaroni and cheese for Gigi.
“So, all jokes aside,” Gigi started. She leaned forward, the candlelight casting a golden glow on her grinning, pale face. “In your old YouTube days...how long would it take you to eat everything on this table?”
“Son of a bitch!” Winston laughed, dunking a log into his marinara. “I knew my sister told ya about my eating channel! How much of it did you get around to watching?”
“Oh, you don’t want to know!” Gigi giggled, taking her first-ever bite of mac and cheese.
And while the two loyal friends shared stories and cheese dishes, their other friends betrayed loyalty that night. Sarah, Tai, Evelyn, and Jacky used Winston’s fake IDs to bar crawl all over downtown Asheville. And Claire sneaked Frank into the Beta Delta Epsilon frat house, where they rolled in the sheets all night long.

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World Cup Tips & Predictions
Alright lads, here we go! As I’m writing this we are 7 days away from the start of the 2018 FIFA World Cup in Russia and to say I’m excited is an understatement!! Over the course of this article I will be giving my predictions and tips for the tournament and my reasoning behind them. Some really nice bets lined up and I will be doing daily tips once the tournament starts. Also just want to mention that I am working on a video explaining a strategy where you make 100 6 cent attempts to predict the exact finish of each group where the returns range from anywhere from 14k all the way up to 250k, all for a total investment of €6! (Iea was taken from a post on this subreddit) So it is definitely worth a try. Just before we start, depending on where you are reading this you can follow my progress and my other tips for the tournament on my twitter page @TheProfitBets. So without further ado, let’s get into my World Cup predictions!
Winner: France @ 13/2
The main bet most people will look towards before any major tournament is “Who is going to win it?” so it’s only right that we start things off here. France are 4th favourites for the tournament behind Argentina, Germany and Brazil. So why do I fancy France over others? First of all, let’s look at talent. France are truly blessed at the moment talent-wise and an XI of players France aren’t bringing to Russia would put many other National teams to shame. In each position France have World Class players from Llorris in goals to Kante, Pogba (On his day), Mbappe and star-man Antoine Griezmann (who we will hear more from later). They have many different options off the bench also and can approach games in many different ways with players like Giroud, Matuidi, Fekir and Tolisso all offering something different. This squad is largely similar to the squad that narrowly lost out in Extra-Time to Portugal in the Euro 2016 final so tournament experience is something France have in their favour, even given the youthful look of their squad. France are in Group C with Denmark, Australia and Peru and are expected to progress with ease to the Round of 16. Where they will likely face Uruguay, before a possible gauntlet run to the final where they would possibly have to beat Portugal, Brazil and Germany before lifting the trophy. A tough run no doubt but with the huge depths of talent at their disclosure I think that the French can go all the way. The reason I fancy France over others is because of that depth of squad, which can only be rivalled by Germany, who France beat 2-0 in the Euro 2016 Semi-Final. The likes of Argentina and Brazil are reliant on a couple of players and if Messi/Neymar were to have a bad day or get injured, their teams likely would not be able to pick up the pieces (*see Neymar’s absence vs Germany in 2014 and Messi carrying Argentina through qualification). This leaves me at a toss-up between France and Germany, which I find very hard to call but have leaned towards France. France are currently priced at 13/2 in most bookmakers.
Top Goalscorer: Antoine Griezmann @ 13/1
I’ve gone for Antoine Griezmann to be top goalscorer at this year’s World Cup. His finishing is deadly and his pace and eye for goal is among the best in World football at the moment. Griezmann won the golden boot at Euro 2016 with 6 goals and is coming off a season where he scored 27 goals, including 2 in the Europa League Final. The main reason I’ve picked Griezmann is because of the group France are in. France are likely to put plenty of goals past Australia, Denmark and Peru and we could easily see the Atletico man score a few in the group stage. Griezmann is also France’s penalty taker which will probably see him scoring at least one or two goals from the spot throughout the tournament. Although Griezmann is my pick for top goalscorer other honourable mentions include Neymar @ 12/1, Timo Werner @ 20/1 and Thomas Muller @ 33/1 (World Cup Muller!). Overall though I feel the Frenchman is a good bet for the golden boot.
Group winners/to qualify ACCA @ 11.6/1
Now that we have done the two main outright single bets, let’s look at some multiple selections. This bet I look at who I think will win or qualify from each group to make a nice looking 11.6/1 accumulator. This is nicely priced and will provide entertainment for each game in the group stages.
Group A – Uruguay to win group @ 10/11
Group B – Portugal to qualify @ 4/11
Group C – France to win group @ 1/3
Group D – Argentina to qualify @ 1/7
Group E – Brazil to win group @ 2/7
Group F – Germany to win group @ 2/5
Group G – Belgium & England to qualify @ 2/9
Group H – Columbia to qualify @ 4/9
I think this looks a great bet. Uruguay will play an Egypt side without Mo Salah and should have too much for Saudi Arabia and Russia. Portugal should beat Iran and Morocco to get out of the group. We have already looked at France. Argentina should qualify from their group however it is a tricky group so feel free to leave them out as 1/7 is an awful price I think. Brazil should see off the Swiss, Serbians and Costa Rica to finish top of Group E. Germany should be well able to see off Korea, Sweden and Mexico. Belgium and England will surely breeze past Tunisia and Panama while Columbia should get out of a tricky group with Poland Senegal and Japan. This is one of my favourite bets for the tournament so let’s hope it goes our way!
Last place treble @ 5.6/1
This is a nice little treble where I look at teams who I think will finish bottom of their groups.
Group A – Saudi Arabia to finish last @ 2/5
Group B – Iran to finish last @ 10/11
Group H – Japan to finish last @ 3/2
Saudi Arabia are competing in their 5th World Cup and their first since 2006. They are in Group A alongside Uruguay, Egypt & Russia. On paper they look to be the weakest team in the group and they will open the tournament against hosts Russia. Every other team in their group has far superior players and a last place finish looks likely for the Saudi’s. Iran are in Group B with Spain, Portugal and Morocco. Again, Iran are by far the weakest team on paper and it is hard to see them getting a result from either game with Spain or Portugal and will likely not have enough to challenge a Moroccan side with players such as Benatia and Ziyech. 10/11 looks a great price here. Japan are in Group H with Columbia, Poland and Senegal. They were in Columbia’s group in 2014 where they lost out 4-1. I think Poland and Senegal will also have too much for the Japanese and I see them finishing bottom of the group. Overall, 5.6/1 looks a decent price for this bet and looks to be great value.
Group Games ACCA @ 18/1
More of a fun bet that looks good on paper so I’m not going to go through each selection here as it is an 11 fold! But nonetheless here it is!
France to beat Australia @ 2/9
Brazil to beat Switzerland @ 4/11
Belgium to beat Panama @ 1/7
England to beat Tunisia @ 4/11
Columbia to beat Japan @ 3/4
Uruguay to beat Saudi Arabia @ 1/4
Spain to beat Iran @ 1/5
France to beat Peru @ 4/11
Belgium to beat Tunisia @ 1/4
England to beat Panama @ 2/9
Portugal to beat Iran @ 1/3
Group Game MEGA ACCA @ 127/1!!
This one is a bit of a stretch to say the least but I’ve put a free bet on it for some excitement.
Uruguay to beat Egypt @ 4/7
Portugal vs Spain over 1.5 goals @ 2/5
France to beat Australia @ 2/9
Croatia to beat Nigeria @ 5/6
Brazil to beat Switzerland @ 2/5
Belgium to beat Panama @ 1/7
England to beat Tunisia @ 4/11
Columbia to beat Japan @ 3/4
Portugal to beat Morocco @ 8/15
Uruguay to beat Saudi Arabia @ 1/4
Spain to beat Iran @ 1/5
France to beat Peru @ 4/11
England to beat Panama @ 1/5
Portugal to beat Iran @ 1/3
Spain to beat Morocco @ 4/11
Jesus that was a mouthful! Going to be hard to land that one but that is not the focus of my tips for the tournament by any means!
Best Value Bets
Here are some bets that I feel offer great value whether you back them as singles or in multiples.
Columbia to beat Japan @ 3/4
Iran to finish bottom of Group B @ 10/11
Croatia to beat Nigeria @ 5/6
Egypt to score vs Russia @ 4/7
Egypt to beat Saudi Arabia @ 8/11
Brazil & Serbia to qualify from Group E @ 6/4
Portugal & Spain to qualify from Group B @ 4/9
My favourite bets are the 11.6/1 bet and the 5.6/1 treble but what I’m most excited about for the World Cup is the 6 cent bets which we will look at in the next article. Thanks for reading and be sure to give me some feedback or have some discussion on my twitter @TheProfitBets. Cheers!

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As the site reveals no public user-generated content to non-members, it's necessary to create an account in order to get a full impression. I thought I'd provide an overview based on recent explorations.
This report leads of with background on the company, though readers may find the report and analysis of specific groups on the site of interest.

Leadership

Founder & CEO Mark Weinstein.
Co-Founder & Chief Scientist, Jonathan Wolfe (no longer with company).
Weinstein previously founded SuperFamily and SuperFriends, "at the turn of the millennium". Weinstein's MeWe biography lists articles published by The Mirror (UK), Huffington Post, USA Today, InfoSecurity Magazine, Dark Reading, and the Nation. His media appearances include MarketWatch, PBS, Fox News, and CNN. He's also the author of several personal-success books.
His Crunchbase bio is a repeat of the MeWe content.

Advisory Board

• Sir Tim Berners-Lee: Inventor of the World Wide Web.
• Jack Canfield: Legendary Founder, Chicken Soup For The Soul.
• John Friedman: Founding Partner, Easton Capital.
• Cullen Hoback: Director, Terms and Conditions May Apply.
• Dianne Morrison: Partner, MorrisonMcNabb, LLC.
• Colin Sebastian: Director, Equity Research/Internet, RW Baird.
• Brett Shevack: CEO, Brand Initiatives; Former Vice Chair, BBDO.
• Marci Shimoff: author, Happy for No Reason.
• Sherry Turkle: Professor, MIT; author Alone Together.

Ownership & Investment

MeWe is the dba of Sgrouples, a private for-profit early-stage venture company based in Los Angeles, though with a Mountain View HQ and mailing address, 11-50 employees, with $10m in funding over five rounds, and a $20m valuation as of 2016.
Sgrouples, Inc., dba MeWe Trust & Safety - Legal Policy c/o Fenwick West 801 California Street Mountain View, CA 94041
Crunchbase Profile.
Founded: 2012 (source)
Secured $1.2M in seed funding in 2014.
2016 valuation: $20m (source]
Backers:

• John Friedman, venture capitalist, founder & MD, Easton Capital, New York, NY.
• Jack Canfield, author, Chicken Soup for the Soul.
• Marci Schimoff, author, Love for No Reason, Chicken Soup for the Woman's Soul.
• Tom Myers, investment advisor.
• Mykola Latansky, personal improvement guru, Ukraine.
• Dan Phillips, entrepreneur, co-founder, CloudHealth Technologies.
• Jack Sweeney, CEO, SevOne, operating partner, Bain Capital Ventures. (WSJ Profile)
• Rachel Roy, fashion designer.
• Lynda Weinman, founder of Lynda.com.

Despite the business address, the company claims to be based in Los Angeles County, California and is described by the Los Angeles Business Journal as a Culver City, CA, company.

Business

• MeWe Raises $3m in Funding FinSMEs (March 9, 2016).
• Facebook Alternative MeWe Raises $5.2M Los Angeles Business Journal (July 7, 2018).

Policy

In an August 6, 2018 Twitter post, Weinstein promotes MeWe writing:

Do you have friends still on Facebook? Share this link with them about Facebook wanting their banking information - tell them to move to MeWe now! No Ads. No Spyware. No Political Agenda. No Bias Algorithms. No Shadow Banning. No Facial Recognition.

MeWe provide several policy-related links on the site:

• Privacy
• Terms of Service
• FAQ
• Values
• Privacy Bill of Rights

Highlights of these follow.

Privacy

The privacy policy addresses:

• Content Privacy Policy: You own your content.
• Tracking Privacy Policy: We respect your privacy.
• Message disappearance (self-expiring messages).
• California Disclosures -- Do Not Track, 3rd-party cookies, and California Privacy Rights.
• Your Identity: We protect it to the extent the law allows
• Linking to Third-Party Sites: These are your decisions and responsibilities
• Security: HTTPS and Encryption
• Children's Privacy
• Notifications
• Privacy Policy Changes

Terms of Service

The ToS addresses:

• Your acceptance
• Allowable Content and Acceptable Use
• Rights Reserved
• Who Our Services are For
• Privacy
• User Content Ownership
• Passwords
• Misuse of Usernames, Page names, Group names
• Fake Accounts (pseudonyms allowed, misleading is not)
• More on Spam
• Our Commitment to Data Security
• MeWe Content Data
• MeWe Log Data
• Your Data Portability
• Deleting Your Account -- Right to Erasure
• MeWe Secret Chat
• MeWe Invitations and "Add Automatically"
• Additional Policies for Pages, Groups, and Events Notifications of Requests for Account Information
• Guidelines for Law Enforcement Seeking Customer Data (Worldwide)
• MeWe Rights
• Indemnity
• Ownership In and To the Site and Services
• Other Provisions

Effective: November 6, 2018.

FAQ

The FAQ addresses:

• What is MeWe (emphasises privacy)
• The Politics of MeWe ("absolutely no political agenda")
• How can MeWe be free and make money? (additional services/freemium)
• Which devices is MeWe available on? (Android, iOS)
• What content can I share on MeWe (photos, videos, documents, voice messages, privacy mail, chats, gifs, memes, doodles)
• What are some unique features of MeWe?
• Who can see the posts I share?
• Can I delete my MeWe account and is it easy to do this?

Values

This emphasises that people are social cratures and private people by right. The service offers the power of self expression under an umbrella of safety. It notes that our innermost thoughts require privacy.
Under "We aspire...":

MeWe is here to empower and enrich your world. We challenge the status quo by making privacy, respect, and safety the foundations of an innovatively designed, easy-to-use social experience.

Totalling 182 words.

Privacy Bill of Rights

A ten-item statement of principles (possibly inspired by another document, it might appear):

1. You own your personal information & content. It is explicitly not ours.
2. You will never receive a targeted advertisement or 3rd party content based on what you do or say online. We think that's creepy.
3. You see every post in timeline order from your friends, family & groups. We do not manipulate, filter, or change the order of your content or what you see.
4. Permissions & privacy are your rights. You control them.
5. You control who can access your content.
6. You control what, if anything, others can see in member searches.
7. Your privacy means we do not share your personal information with anyone.
8. Your emojis are for you and your friends. We do not monitor or mine your data.
9. Your face is your business. We do not use facial recognition technology.
10. You have the right to delete your account and take your content with you at any time.

Press

There are a few mentions of MeWe in the press, some listed on the company's website, others via web search.

Self-reported articles

The following articles are linked directly from MeWe's Press page:

• Best Entrepreneurial Companies in America (LeadPages)
• 2018 "One to Watch" Tech Trends Report (Helt.Digital)
• SXSW Start-Up of the Year Finalist (LeadPages)
• MeWe CEO Talks About Europe's Privacy Rules (PBS)
• Inventor of the Web Tweets About MeWe (Twitter)
• Should You Delete Your Facebook Account? (Mirror - UK)
• Send Facebook & Twitter a message: Use MeWe Insteat (Appleworld)

The page also lists a "Privacy Revolution Required Reading" list of 20 articles all addressing Facebook privacy gaffes in the mainstream press (Wired, TechCrunch, Fortune, Gizmodo, The Guardian, etc.).
There are further self-reported mentions in several of the company's PR releases over the years.

Other mentions

A DuckDuckGo search produces several other press mentions, including:

• Facebook Alternative MeWe Raises $5.2M, Los Angeles Business Journal (July 7, 2018) "The latest round, as well as MeWe’s total $10 million in fundraising, was predominantly backed by celebrity investors, such as author Marci Shimoff, Rachel Roy, and Lynda Weinman, founder of Lynda.com, which sold to Linkedin in 2015 for $1.5 billion. Jack Canfield, creator of the “Chicken Soup for the Soul” book series, also invested in MeWe."
  
• Full Page "Dear Facebook" Letter In The New York Times from MeWe, the Competitor Mark Zuckerberg Refuses to Name Yahoo Finance/PR Newsire (May 28, 2018) "Facebook competitor MeWe, in its first-ever advertisement on any medium, took a full-page in the New York Times on Sunday, May 27th. MeWe's "Dear Facebook" letter is a direct response to Mark Zuckerberg's letter ad on March 25th, and a response to Zuckerberg's refusal to name a Facebook competitor in front of Congress."
  
• Is building a Facebook alternative worth the effort? MeWe thinks so VentureBeat (July 5, 2018) "[T]here are still companies hoping to make their mark in the social networking realm with “Facebook alternatives.” One of those is MeWe, a “next-generation” social network that positions itself as the anti-Facebook: “Your private life is not for sale. No ads. No Spyware. No BS,” its website proclaims." Continues to mention "modest $5.2 million" funding round. Also a "sister product", MeWePRO, a Slack competitor.
  
• 5 easy and simple ways to protect your privacy online — how to prepare for the next big threat Medium/Mark Weinstein (November 16, 2016) "If there’s one thing everyone wants to protect it’s their privacy and information online."
  
• Startup MeWe Launches Free, 'No Ads' Social Network eWeek (March 16, 2016) "MeWe, a new network engineered with its users' data privacy built in, is betting that a lot of people will say yes to both of those questions. The Mountain View, Calif.-based startup, whose parent company is Sgrouples.com, launched its freely available social network out of beta March 9 with more than 200,000 members already using it.... Sir Tim Berners-Lee, co-architect of the World Wide Web, found out about MeWe on his own and approached the company about getting involved."
  
• Facebook Alternative MeWe closes $5.2M Series A Yahoo/PR Newswire (July 5, 2018). "The investment brings MeWe's total funding to $10 million, to support the engineering of MeWe and the enterprise version MeWePRO.... The company has relied on high net worth individuals for all of its funding including Lynda Weinman, founder of Lynda.com ...; Marci Shimoff, a #1 New York Times bestselling author ...; Rachel Roy...; and Jack Canfield."
  
• Exactis Data Leak 2018: 340 Million Records Exposed InvestorPlace (June 29, 2018) "'Today's cookies can link your mobile phone to your laptop, to your home monitoring devices, and much, much more. Creepy? Scary? Orwellian? Yes, yes, yes,' Mark Weinstein, the privacy expert and founder of social media company MeWe, told MarketWatch. 'So imagine that Exactis, like Facebook, knows everything about you — really.'"
  
• MeWe Raises $3M in Funding FinSMEs (March 9, 2016) "Sgrouples, Inc., the Mountain View, CA-based developer of MeWe, a social network with neither ads nor tracking, raised $3m in funding."
  
• MeWe Raises $4.8 Million, Launches Next-Gen Social Network Cision/PRWeb (March 9, 2016) "The company also announced the completion of its $3 million Seed III round of funding at a $20 million valuation, bringing MeWe’s total funding to date to $4.8 million."
  
• Sir Tim Berners-Lee’s app MeWe is used by neo-Nazis and perverts The Times of London (January 8, 2019) "The social network that Sir Tim Berners-Lee hoped would be free from abuse has been found to contain gun sales, drugs and antisemitism."
  

Technology

This section is a basic rundown of the user-visible site technology.

Mobile Web

The site is not natively accessible from a mobile Web browser as it is overlayed with a promotion for the mobile application instead. Selecting "Desktop View" in most mobile browsers should allow browser-based access.

Mobile App

There are both Android and iOS apps for MeWe. I've used neither of these, though the App store entries note:

• MeWe Android 4.4 rating (13.1k ratings). Permissions: Contacts (read), Location (approximate/precise), SMS (receive), Phone (read status & identity), Photos/Media/Files (read, modify, & delete contents), Storage (read, modify, or delete), Camera (take pictures/videos), Microphone (record audio), Device ID & Call Info (read status & identity), and numerous elements under Other.
  
• MeWe iOS 4.3 rating (18.1K ratings) In-app purchases (additional features).
  

Crunchbase cites 209,220 mobile downloads over the past 30 days (via Apptopia), an 80.78% monthly growth rate, from Google Play.

Desktop Web

Either selecting "View Desktop" or navigating with a Desktop browser to https://www.mewe.com your are presented with a registration screen, with the "About", "Privacy Bill of Rights", "MeWe Challenge", and a language selector across the top of the page. Information requested are first and last name, phone or email, and a password. Pseudonymous identities are permitted, though this isn't noted on the login screen. Returning members can use the "Member Log In" button.
The uMatrix Firefox extension reveals no third-party content: all page elements are served from mewe.com, img.mewe.com, cdn.mewe.com, or ws.mewe.com. (In subsequent browsing, you may find third-party plugins from, for example, YouTube, for videos, or Giphy, for animated GIFs.)
The web front-end is nginx. The site uses SSL v3, issued by DigiCert Inc. to Sgrouples, Inc.

Onboarding

The onboarding experience is stark. There is no default content presented. A set of unidentified icons spans the top of the screen, these turn out to be Home, Chats, Groups, Pages, and Events. New users have to, somehow, find groups or people to connect with, and there's little guidance as to how to do this.

Interface

Generally there is a three panel view, with left- and right-hand sidebars of largely navigational or status information, and a central panel with main content. There are also pop-up elements for chats, an omnipresent feature of the site.
Controls display labels on some devices and/or resolutions. Controls do not provide tooltips for navigational aid.

Features

Among the touted features of MeWe are:

• My Cloud - Seamlessly organize all your content in My Cloud; it's your personal cloud. My Cloud offers an interactive dashboard for you to control everything you’ve posted or shared - making it simple to delete or reshare.
• Unique profiles - Be yourself, free from any tracking and spying. Customize your profile for every group you create or join.
• Voice integration (on any or all content) - Post pictures, videos, or documents and include a voice message. Respond to a shared post or just chat. MeWe’s voice integration works for you and your contacts throughout the entire platform.
• Universal tagging - This is a new, convenient way to sort and organize all the content you receive and share, making it easy to find everything, anytime.
• Enhanced permission control (patent issued) - Manage permissions on a granular level and decide exactly who sees what. You can also remove yourself from the search directory, make yourself invisible to other members online, and much more.
• Much More – join MeWe today and take a look inside! MeWe is the next-gen social networking experience designed for you to have fun, stay in touch, collaborate, organize, and simplify.

Community

A key aspect of any social network is its community. Some of the available or ascertained information on this follows.

Size

Weinstein claims a "million+ following inside MeWe.com" on Twitter.
The largest visible groups appear to have a maximum of around 15,000 members , for "Awesome gifs". "Clean Comedy" rates 13,350, and the largest open political groups, 11,000+ members.
This compares to Google+ which has a staggering, though Android-registrations-inflated 3.3 billion profiles, and 7.9 million communities, though the largest of these come in at under 10 million members. It's likely that MeWe's membership is on the whole more more active than Google+'s, where generally-visible posting activity was limited to just over 9% of all profiles, and the active user base was well under 1% of the total nominal population.

Active Users

MeWe do not publish active users (e.g., MUA / monthly active users) statistics.

Groups

MeWe is principally a group-oriented discussion site -- interactions take place either between individuals or within group contexts. Virtually all discovery is group-oriented. The selection and dynamics of groups on the site will likely strongly affect user experience, so exploring the available groups and their characteristics is of interest.
"MeWe has over 60,000 open groups" according to its FAQ.
The Open groups -- visible to any registered MeWe user, though not to the general public Web -- are browsable, though sections and topics must be expanded to view the contents: an overview isn't immediately accessible. We provide a taste here.
A selection of ten featured topics spans the top of the browser. As I view these, they are:

• MeWe Favorites
• Music
• Entertainment
• Lifestyle
• Travel
• Health & Fitness
• Foodies
• Cars & Motorcycles
• Technology
• Fashion and Beauty

Specific groups may appear in multiple categories.
The top Groups within these topics have, variously, 15,482, 7,738, 15,482 (dupe), 7,745, 8,223, 8,220, 1,713, 9,527, 2,716, and 1,516 members. Listings scroll at length -- the Music topic has 234 Groups, ranging in size from 5 to 5,738 members, with a median of 59, mean of 311.4, and a 90%ile of 743.5.
Below this is a grid of topics, 122 in all, ranging from Activism to Wellness, and including among them. A selected sample of these topics, with top groups listed members in (parens), follows:

• Activism: QAnon+++ (2,572), PATRIOT PREPPERS USA (2,430), Deplorables Republic (2,48), The War Drummer (1,898), Patriots for a United America. (1894), Anonymous (1,700).
  
• Alternative Energy: Reiki, Crystals, and alternative healing (2,114), 💜Starseeds & Empaths💜 (345), Living in Colour (365).
  
• Alternative Lifestyle: Natural Healing and Home Remedies (3,045), Backyard Farming of All Things (2,696), WeTheSheeple (2,251).
  
• Alumni Connections: Google Plus Refugees (271), Google+ Refugees (186), Frog Pond (156), Carlsbad NM High School alumni (57).
  
• Animals: I Love My Dog (4,421), Pussy Shots (4,619).
  
• Astronomy: Spherical Earth Truth, Flat Earth is Wrong (278), Nibiru, Nemesis, Hercolobus, The Destroyer (187).
  
• Biology: Trees (344), Field of Birds (104), Patriots of Australia (51).
  
• Blogs: Women Bloggers (1,439), Urban & Wilderness Survival & Preparedness (1,367), Conservative Patriots & Oath keepers (742).
  
• Books and Book Clubs: PNW Book Club (1609), Bookworms (1,464), Erotica and Erotic Romance Book Lovers (1,219).
  
• Business: Small Business Connect (2,565), Deep Survival (1,183), Marketing and Social Media Tips (1,173).
  
• Career Building: Marketing jobs and opportunities (698), Famous Quotes (184), Automotive Technicians (57).
  
• Celebrities: Madonna Mania (116), Katy Perry (Hot!) (103), Trance Gemini of andromeda 2.0 (16).
  
• Classrooms: Are YOU Awake too? (1331), CRT (Crystal Resonance Therapy) Student Support (28).
  
• Clubs / Associations: RCBS Reloading Equipment (685), Boat Owners United (670), The Caliber Canteen (Reloading/ Firearms Buy/Sell) (505).
  
• Co-workers: Money Making sites to SHARE (235), Cop and retired cop friends (85).
  
• Coders: Hacker (978), Delphi Developers (269), Python (258).
  
• Colleges and Universities: SEC Football (832), Christian Apologetics: Campus Apologetics Alliance (221).
  
• Cooking: *recipies/homecooking* (2,618), Low & Slow BBQ (1,582), Mexican Foods and Recipes (1,503), Budget Meal Recipes (1,004).
  
• Culture: Destroying the Illusion Fans (1147), my friends (551), Coffee Addicts (542).
  
• Cyclists: Car Free Cities / Cycle communting (26).
  
• DIY: Homesteading DIY (5843), Prepper Living (3110), Knucklehead Homesteading (2102), 1911 owners forum (1,474).
  
• Dating: 🌸something Beautiful just for you too🌸 (237), Relationship Junction (171), LDS Dating (114).
  
• Education: Q-Anon Patriots (1,616), InfoWars.com (1,217), Constitutional Liberty for All (907), Prepping, Homesteads skills and Community (887), Shamanic Community (756), Truther Talk (665).
  
• Environmental: Geoengineering, Chemtrails, HAARP (455), ShareYourLove (253), The Seasons (193), Near Term Human Extinction Love (174).
  
• Family: Raising Natural Kids (1,496), Dogs (1,075), VACCINE DANGERS (583).
  
• Fraternities: Freemasonry (1072), Brotherhood of the Blade (313), Proud Boys Canada (74).
  
• Friends: MEWE FRIENDS ( NO NUDES ) (2,416), FIREARMS UNLIMITED...MEWE Version (1,517).
  
• Gamers: Tabletop RPG's and Boardgames (1,936), Dungeons & Dragons (1,499), OSR (1,485).
  
• Green: Aquaponics and Self SustainingLlifestyle (655), ENVIRONMENT and CLIMATE (583), Chasing Butterflies - Vaccine Free (385).
  
• Health & Fitness: NATURAL HEALING AND FOODS (8,221), Bodybuilding (5,321), Natural alternatives for Modern Health (4,680), Vaccine Free (3,285).
  
• Heart of All Women: Christian Women Talk About ANYTHING (39).
  
• History: 9/11, False Flags, & NWO Truth (1,872), The American Cowboy (1,065), "This Day in History" by Tara Ross (590).
  
• Hobbies: CinDes Embroidery (1,974), Another Caliber to Conquer (1,800), Sonia Showalter Machine Embroidery Designs (1,696).
  
• Home Improvement: Renovations With Grace❤️ Question & Answers (723), Home improvement DIY Group (79), Buildings churches castles etc (33).
  
• Homeschooling: Christian Homeschool Parents (889), Open Path Homeschool: Secular, Buddhist, Pagan, UU (145), The Lords Prophets (33).
  
• Hunting & Sportsman: GUN POST Group (Canada) (5,097), Guns, Ammo, and Supply's (5,023), OLD GUNS AND OLD FARTS (4,902).
  
• Innovation: Bitcoin/Crypto/Blockchain (759), CRYPTO 24/7/365 (28), 2 Real News (372), Tisk 3D modelů - 3D print (26).
  
• Jewelry: DFW Gold And Silver Coins And Currency (449), FIRE AGATE GEMSTONES (106).
  
• LGBT: HOUSE OF KNIGHTS - ENTERTAINMENT & MAIN GROUP (680), HOUSE OF KNIGHTS - HISTORY (421), HOUSE OF KNIGHTS - CARTOON (409).
  
• MEMES: MeMe Wars (3,758), MILITARY MEMES/FUNNY MILITARY MEMES (2,616), Shitposting Dumpster Fire (2,318).
  
• MLM: Post your biz opp here. (855), Make Money Moms Work at Home (612), Work From Home Opportunities (428).
  
• Medicine: Dinosaur Docs (120), MEDICAL MALPRACTICE (88), Zhong - Beroepsvereniging voor TCG (56).
  
• Medicine & Herbs: Herbal Survivalist Spot (2,353), There's an Oil for That™ (1142), 🌴Weed News🌴 (880).
  
• Meetups: light workers (1,203), MeWe Welcome (or "It's Not a Ghost Town") (729), The Banter Lounge (223).
  
• Movies and Film: Digital Movies (4K, HD, iTunes, MA, UV) (2,519), Ultraviolet Digital UV & MA Codes (Buy/Sell/Trade) (2,073), Science Fiction (1,483).
  
• Music: 60's 70's 80s Music (5,739), Musicians of MeWe! (5,194), Guitar Playing (3,921).
  
• Neighborhoods: Texas Issues (317), Cascadia Circles (235), Houston tx (214).
  
• Nerds: Cosplay (1,856), Classic Sci-fi Kingdom (1,292), Marvel (410).
  
• News: Judge Jeanine Pirro has Fans (7,808), Qanon News (3,466), Unfiltered News (2,913).
  
• Non-Profit: TRUMP IS MY PRESIDENT (190), Flat Earth Database - 地平論資料庫 (127), Florida Carry (99).
  
• Organic: Gardening Guru's Unlimited (1,381), GMO FREE for me! (1,076), Americans For Cannabis (874).
  
• Organizations: TRUMPANDPENC2016 (1,454), Low Country Survival Prepping & Camping (1,064), Wisconsin Firearms Trader (614).
  
• Parenting: Vaccines Empower Warrior Voices (391), Moms talk (360), Peaceful Parenting (131).
  
• Personal Improvement: For Introverts. (1,214), Anarchy, Philosophy, Psychology, and Spirituality (679), Positive Affirmations (447).
  
• Philosophy: In5d Esoteric Metaphysical and Spiritual Database (1,764), Thought Bouncing (1,137), Obtectivists - Galts Gulch - Ayn Rand fans (561).
  
• Poetry: Dead Poest (1,407), Palacio de Poetry (451), Poets Corner (412).
  
• Politics: Donald J. Trump 2016 - Present (11,486), The Conservative's Hangout (8,345), Qanon Follow The White Rabbit (5,600), Drain The Swamp (4,978), Libertarians (4,528), United We Stand Trump2020 (4,216).
  
• Pop Culture: The Loftus Party (116), The Walking Dead: The Stalking Dead (100), Tyler, Texas (71).
  
• Privacy: Join the Open/Privacy Movement (3974), Kingsport tn gun trader (1,157), Safer Computing (555).
  
• Psychology: Inspiring Spirituality༺❉༻ non-religious~ universal (1,486), sacred plants & psychedelix community (1,212), OUR.Psychology (701), Dream Interpretation (537).
  
• Recreation: Everything Reloading (3,252), Redeye Reloading (1,980), Fishing (1,549).
  
• Relationships: Complementarian Thought (50).
  
• Religion / Spirituality: LoveHasWon (3,245), The Christian Underground (2,604), Pagan Friendly Folk (1,630).
  
• Robots: Arduino Hexapods, Balancing Robots, and projects (137).
  
• Romantic: Snapchat Add Party (2,681), Green Heart (1,270), ROMANCE COMMUNITY (205).
  
• Science: Consciousness (1,327), Steven's Private Alien/UFO Group (668), BIGFOOT HAPPENINGS (538).
  
• Self Help: * SURVIVE and THRIVE* (858), Preparedness and Off Grid Living (763), Free (631).
  
• Self-Directed Learning: Exposing the Matrix of Lies (997), WAKE THE FUCK UP (474), Wake the Fuck Up. The Next Dimension (287). WTFU when SHTF (126).
  
• Social Change: Armed with Truth and Knowledge (1,986), VEGANS UNITE (766), ACTIVISM universal headlines ~❉~ (729), Meet Earth's Cosmic Neighbors (MECN) (663).
  
• Space: Space (579), ** THE AMAZING UNIVERSE and OUR WORLD** (546), WE ARE NOT ALONE... (488).
  
• Sports: Australian IPSC Buy And Sell (591), Formula 1 (295), Border War Rifle Series, Iowa PRS Matches (280).
  
• Sports Teams: Liverpool FC (228), GEORGIA BULLDOGS (129), The Black and Gold (89), Dallas Cowboys Fans (80).
  
• Subculture: Neon Revolt (3,696), Redneck Funnies (2,042), Serial Killers And True Crime (724).
  
• Surfers: NZBM BEACH VIBES (416).
  
• Sustainability: Common Sense Home (1,746), The Survivalist (1,603), Barter For Prepping/Survivalism/Homesteading Goods (1,274).
  
• Techies: MeWe Help And Support (948), Geek Time (220), GZOSP (124).
  
• Technology: Apple Discussions (2,722), Linux and Open Source Users Group (3,423), Cutting Edge Military Technology (3,201).
  
• Transportation: Truckers Life (431), Aviation (316), Duramax Diesel (312).
  
• Travel: Travel Tips and Recs (8,234), Travel, Food & Wine, Cocktails + Craft Beer Lovers (6,071), Texas (2,694).
  
• Trending News: **UNDER ATTACK & FIGHTING BACK!** (1,138), US News Page (691), THE AMERICAN PATRIOT (609).
  
• Twitter: Twitter Hates Conservatives (198), Cstle Ricochet (35).
  
• Videos: ♥ MY FAVORITE YOUTUBE VIDEOS ♥ (926), Video Meditations (196), The 80's Again - My Retro 80's Music And Video (180), Deep Space Seven (127), Naked Male Celebrities (74).
  
• Wellness: Minds Awaking Consciousness Restored (1,855), Hemp Earth (1,164), Mind-Body-Spirit (993).
  

To be clear: whilst I've not included every topic, I've sampled a majority of them above, and listed not an arbitrary selection, but the top few Groups under each topic.

Google+ Groups

• Google Plus expats (1,862)
• Google+ Refugees (186)
• G+ Refugees (101)
• my Google+ expatriates

The Google Plus expats group seems the most active of these by far.

Political Groups

It's curious that MeWe make a specific point in their FAQ that:

At MeWe we have absolutely no political agenda and we have a very straightforward Terms of Service. MeWe is for all law-abiding people everywhere in the world, regardless of political, ethnic, religious, sexual, and other preferences.

There are 403 political groups on MeWe. I won't list them all here, but the first 100 or so give a pretty clear idea of flavour. Again, membership is in (parentheses). Note that half the total political Groups memberships are in the first 21 groups listed here, the first 6 are 25% of the total.

1. Donald J. Trump 2016 - Present (11486)
2. The Conservative's Hangout (8345)
3. Qanon Follow The White Rabbit (5600)
4. Drain The Swamp (4978)
5. Libertarians (4528)
6. United We Stand Trump2020 (4216)
7. The Right To Self Defense (3757)
8. Alternative Media (3711)
9. Hardcore Conservative Patriots for Trump (3192)
10. Bastket Of Deplorables4Trump! (3032)
11. Return of the Republic (2509)
12. Infowars Chat Room Unofficial (2159)
13. Donald Trump Our President 2017-2025 (2033)
14. Berners for Progress (1963)
15. Sean Hannity Fans (1901)
16. The American Conservative (1839)
17. I Am The NRA (1704)
18. Tucker Carlson Fox News (1645)
19. We Love Donald Trump (1611)
20. MAGA - Make America Great Again (1512)
21. Q (1396)
22. ClashDaily.com (1384)
23. news from the front (1337)
24. Basket of Deplorables (1317)
25. Payton's Park Bench (1283)
26. Convention of States (1282)
27. Britons For Brexit (1186)
28. MoJo 5.0 Radio (1180)
29. MeWe Free Press (1119)
30. The Constitutionally Elite (1110)
31. Libertarian (1097)
32. WOMEN FOR PRESIDENT TRUMP (1032)
33. AMERICANS AGAINST ISIS and OTHER ENEMIES (943)
34. #WalkAway Campaign (894)
35. ALEX JONES (877)
36. The Lion Is Awake ! (854)
37. We Support Donald Trump! (810)
38. The Stratosphere Lounge (789)
39. TRUMP-USA-HANDS OFF OUR PRESIDENT (767)
40. Official Tea Party USA (749)
41. Mojo50 Jackholes (739)
42. Yes Scotland (697)
43. "WE THE DEPLORABLE" - MOVE ON SNOWFLAKE! (688)
44. Judge Jeanine Pirro Fans (671)
45. Anarcho-Capitalism (658)
46. Ted Cruz for President (650)
47. No Lapdog Media (647)
48. Q Chatter (647)
49. Daily Brexit (636)
50. Tucker Carlson Fox News (601)
51. The Trumps Storm Group (600)
52. QAnon-Patriots WWG1WGA (598)
53. 100% American (569)
54. Ladies For Donald Trump (566)
55. Deep State (560)
56. In the Name of Liberty (557)
57. Material Planet (555)
58. WikiUnderground (555)
59. Trump NRA Free Speech Patriots on MeWe Gab.ai etc (546)
60. Magna Carta Group (520)
61. Constitutional Conservatives (506)
62. Question Everything (503)
63. Conspiracy Research (500)
64. Bill O'Reilly Fans (481)
65. Conservative Misfit's (479)
66. Canadian politics (478)
67. Anarchism (464)
68. HARDCORE DEPLORABLES (454)
69. Deplorable (450)
70. Tampa Bay Trump Club (445)
71. UK Politics (430)
72. Bongino Fan Page (429)
73. Radical Conservatives (429)
74. RESIST THE RESISTANCE (419)
75. The Deplorables (409)
76. America's Freedom Fighters (401)
77. Politically Incorrect & Proud (399)
78. CONSERVATIVES FOR AMERICA ! (385)
79. Political satire (383)
80. RISE OF THE RIGHT (371)
81. UK Sovereignty,Independence,Democracy -Everlasting (366)
82. The Patriots Voting Coalition (359)
83. End The Insanity (349)
84. Coming American Civil War! (345)
85. Constitutional Conservatives (343)
86. United Nations Watch (342)
87. A Revival Of The Critical Thinking Union (337)
88. The New Libertarian (335)
89. Libertarian Party (official ) (333)
90. DDS United (Duterte Die-hard Supporters) (332)
91. American Conservative Veterans (331)
92. Anarchism/Agorism/Voluntaryism (328)
93. America Needs Donald Trump (326)
94. The UKIP Debating Society (321)
95. Coalition For Trump (310)
96. Egalitarianism (306)
97. FRIENDS THAT LIKE JILL STEIN AND THE GREEN PARTY (292)
98. 2nd Amendment (287)
99. Never Forget #SethRich (286)
100. Green Party Supporters 2020 (283)

It seems there is relatively little representation from the left wing, or even the centre, of the political spectrum. A case-insensitive match for "liberal" turns up:

• 104: Conservatives Against Liberal Beliefs C.A.L.I.B (273)
• 184: Progressive and Liberal Politics (119)
• 301: Liberalism is a Mental Disorder (33)
• 302: Resistance Against Liberal Socialism (33)
• 358: NOT For Liberals (17)
• 367: Drinking Liberally Houston (14)
• 400: Stephanie Miller's Sexy Liberal Army (6)

Mainstream political parties are little represented, though again, the balance seems skewed searching on "(democrat|republic|gop)":

• 11: Return of the Republic (2509)
• 161: Death to the Democrat Party! (138)
• 188: Republican Liberty Caucus (113)
• 306: Twin Cities South Metro Republicans (32)
• 316: Non-Conspiracy, Non-Republican Libertarians (30)
• 323: Democrats and Veterans Party (28)
• 364: GOP Fireworks (15)
• 391: Saving The Republic: Video News & Opinion (8)

The terms "left" and "right" provide a few matches, not all strictly political-axis aligned:

• 7: The Right To Self Defense (3757)
• 80: RISE OF THE RIGHT (371)
• 150: POLITICS ON THE LEFT (156)
• 157: 1st Amendment Rights Protected By The 2nd Amendmen (141)
• 209: On The Left With Jeremy Corbyn (84)
• 262: Eyes-Left Labour & PP - Social Media (49)
• 300: Gather Left (33)
• 385: Defend Washington State Gun Rights (9)
• 390: Left Coast Conservatives (8)

Socialism and Communism also warrant a few mentions:

• 121: Revolutionary Socialists United (204)
• 216: Socialist Thought (79)
• 220: Stories Of Communism (76)
• 262: Eyes-Left Labour & PP - Social Media (49)
• 288: Snuggly Wuggly Socialists (38)
• 302: Resistance Against Liberal Socialism (33)

And there are some references to green, laboulabor parties:

• 97: FRIENDS THAT LIKE JILL STEIN AND THE GREEN PARTY (292)
• 100: Green Party Supporters 2020 (283)
• 262: Eyes-Left Labour & PP - Social Media (49)
• 320: Green Party of Ohio Issues & Discussion Group (29)

Conclusion

Whilst there may not be a political agenda, there does appear to be at least a slight political bias to the site. And a distinctive skew on many other topical subjects.
Those seeking new homes online may wish to take this into account.

Updates

• Various typos and tagging corrections. 2018-11-29 - 30
• Added G+MM references count for MeWe to lede paragraph. 2018-12-2
• Wolfe status, Times of London story, typos.