As a novice, I've watched this debate with interest and a degree of amazement. There does not seem to be much money in this sport. . .
Yes, I too as a novice have read with fascination
To quote
@Hamster "The only way to win money at this sport is to give it up altogether"
I might assume (hope) a bigger event with Range Rover type money would have more robust adjudication?
Seems a bit like gambling. The casinos/bookmakers are the only ones making any money. I have only "gambled" a handful of times in my life.Â
I recally my mother telling me as a boy when we went to the fair at the seaside. "This is your spending money. Play to enjoy, not to win". That stuck with me throughout my life and on the occasional trip to a casino with friends and colleagues, I have spent to entertain myself and perhaps on one or two occasions the evening turned out cheap.Â
Anyone who'll cheat for £150 is just that. . . cheap, and a liar!
If you need the £150 win, then wisdom would say you and your family are no ready for this sport. Perhaps any sport.
In the words of Ron Swanson "I hate lies. There's only one thing I hate more than lies and that's skimmed milk. Which is water, lying about being milk".
In games I have played with my children, I play to win. If they cry, so be it. If I lose, I might be crying inside, but to cheat, I'd be cheating myself more than they.Â
They are dealt honesty and integrity and I expect it from them in return. Give me an honest game and I'll take an honest defeat or an honest win. Without honesty, the game is worthless and so are the players.
If I lose to a cheat, I smile, knowing the truth, knowing that I am the better man. Both in skill, intellect and integrity. I'll take any number of losses to a cheat with a smile. I cry only when beaten fair and square.
Cheating, lying and bullying are acts of narcissism. One thing I have learned in my few years of life is never give a narcissist the time of day. It's not about winning or losing to them. It's simply about not engaging with them at all.
So for the cheaters and liars (an bullies) a little poem I recall from my youth. (las I cannot attribute the author so he/she shall remain anonymous due to my failing memory).
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When you get what you want in your struggle for gain and the world makes you King for a day,
just go to the mirror, take a good look at yourself, see what that man has to say.
It isn't your mother or father or wife (or fellow sportsman) whose judgement upon you must pass,
the one who's verdict counts the most in your life is from the one staring back from the glass.
You may be one who got a good break and think you're a wonderful guy,
but the man in the glass will say you're a fake, if you can't look him straight in the eye.
you may fool the whole world down the pathway of years and get pats on the back as you pass,
but your final reward will be heartache and tear if you cheat the man in the glass.
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