All In with betting sites

Finding the best betting sites isnt all about going all in with just one site, instead its better to look about especially when it comes down to sports betting. There are certain comparison sites such as Ace Betting Sites which do a fantastic job of separating the bad from the good



There are three times that I have heard the phrase “All In” used in sports betting to signify putting all your money on one team, but its not always the best move to make, especially if the site you've chosen isnt offering yout he best odds that you can get..

From the Lightning website during the 2011 Stanley Cup Playoffs.

Betting odds tend to vary depending on the site you sign up to, this is because each site is trying to out do one another however this is only up to a certain extent as they could end up losing lots of money. One of the better sites for odds would probably have to be bet365, they tend to have better and offer over a wider variety.

One of the reasons why we've advised for you to check out Ace Betting Sites is due to the vast selection of sites they have for you to sign up to and the depth that each of their reviews go into on each one. Now lets discuss other things:

The Chicago White Sox used it last season. Knowing they had a dearth of talent in the minor leagues and a bunch of veterans on their last legs, they told their fans they were “All In.”

They missed the playoffs.

Finally, all in is used all the time in poker. It usually means that one of the contestants has less chips than the leader and is desperately trying to put himself or herself in position to start eliminating other players and get in the money.

Usually they end up getting cleaned out and have to buy into another game.

In short, when you say you’re all in, you’re a little desperate and it usually doesn’t work out.

And, well, right now I’m all in.


Everyone that wants to make a living writing about sports knows how it used to be done. You used to go work for a small-town paper, prove that you were reliable and then, if you were lucky, you would get a job in a large metro area—preferably where your favorite teams are…or at least not in a desolate hellhole.

Ray Barone from Everybody Loves Raymond sold futons before becoming a professional sportswriter.

The people that did not get a staff position at a large metro paper would either bounce from small town to small town until a) they got a job in a place they liked or b) they got sick of living in the middle of nowhere and moved home. Some people would string for their local paper, being paid by assignment, while others simply would choose another profession.

This is how it was done for years. After all, how would you get your stuff in front of readers without a printing press and distribution service?

The Internet changed the game, writers that blogged together or otherwise knew how to get their content in front of eyeballs to compete with the established writers at the big-time papers. As people became more environmentally conscious, they became less inclined to see reams of unread papers pile up at their front door when they could get the same exact content for free online either because a) the newspapers were trying to reach a larger reader base than just subscribers and b) somebody could easily copy and paste an article from behind a pay wall or just type up the big stories and put them online on their own.

For the first time since the printing press was invented, the newspaper business had changed. A failure of the established companies to adapt led to the death of thousands of jobs and the folding of papers across America.

By the time I entered the sportswriting game, in 2010, my best option was to join Bleacher Report, a website that currently gets more pageviews than Sports Illustrated on a monthly basis. By giving writers a large platform, a community of writers that comment frequently and professional editing, B/R knew they could get aspiring sportswriters, as well as the average fan, to write for free on their website.

“Once upon a time, aspiring journalists could take entry-level jobs with newspapers or magazines and work their way up,” reads a statement on a B/R webpage titled What Can Bleacher Report Do For You. “Today, by contrast, every rookie has to build his or her own foundation on a fiercely competitive playing field.”

The founders of Bleacher Report, people that I met while working as an intern in their San Francisco offices three years ago,

Bleacher Report's main office is on Kearney Street in San Francisco.

profited greatly from the mostly unpaid writers filling their website with around 1000 articles a day. Around a year ago, Bleacher Report sold to Turner for just under $200 million.

There has been backlash, of course. Some of it is simply the old guard refusing to accept that things are changing, but other complaints are legitimate.

Richard Deitsch of Sports Illustrated asked B/R CEO Brian Grey if the company’s content was “tasteful,” perhaps referencing the B/R Swagger section, in a 2011 interview. Grey responded by saying that he allows his customers decide what is tasteful.

Nick Bond, a staff member at The Classical, joined Bleacher Report University, the website’s training program, a year ago and wrote a first-hand piece about his experience. In it, he found faults with how the website trains writers and some of the mixed messages it sends. “If the ‘Beat Against The Mainstream’ lesson felt faintly like Alec Baldwin’s monologue in Glengarry Glen Ross,” he writes, “this section’s advice to Follow Your Heart and Flaunt Your Style is jarringly Mr. Holland’s Opus” he said in reference to the “Develop Your Own Voice” lesson.

His conclusion was that the site simply was creating uniformity among writers, turning them into little machines that pump out profitable slideshow after profitable slideshow for the company. “B/R writers won’t grow,” he writes, “or won’t grow in any way but to become more and more like each other.”

In October of 2012, Joe Eskenazi of San Francisco Weekly wrote a scathing cover story about Bleacher Report, calling the company

a content farm that uses unpaid labor to churn out drivel for a massive profit. Deadspin lauded the piece, calling it a terrific story, while Bleacher Report program manager King Kaufman and founder Bryan Goldberg lashed out against Eskenazi.

The cover from Eskenazi's story.

“A few weeks ago, a ‘real journalist’ named Joe Eskenazi won a prestigious award for his preposterous and poorly researched ‘profile’ of the company I co-founded, Bleacher Report,” wrote Goldberg on PandoDaily.com, a site of record in the Silicon Valley (Goldberg founded the company, but left shortly after the Turner acquisition).

“I’m sure that Joe Eskenazi contacted the company’s receptionist or PR firm in

a token and half-hearted effort to get in touch with our founders — of course, this ‘real journalist’ never made a real effort to reach me.”

“It’s a hatchet job,” wrote Kaufman on the B/R Writer’s Blog. “Eskenazi likely to have reached his conclusions before starting his reporting.” He went on to say that he was not contacted even though he is featured prominently in the piece and listed inaccuracies in the piece, which were mostly semantics. He also justified why most of the writing staff is unpaid:

People don’t do things unless they have to or want to, and nobody has to write for Bleacher Report. It’s not like we’re the only factory in a small town so you have to work for us on our terms or starve. Writing for Bleacher Report is pretty damn voluntary. Nobody’s going to do it unless they feel like they’re getting something out of the deal.

And it’s true. Nobody forced me or anybody else to write about sports. In fact, I was discouraged from taking this career path by many people in college.

My first journalism teacher told me to drop Intro to Journalism, basically saying I didn’t have it. I felt like Mike in Monsters University. I just wasn’t scary enough to be a Scare Major.

A year later, my second instructor, Santa Clara University’s Senior Lecturer for journalism told me to drop Advanced Journalism saying that I couldn’t make it in this industry “on talent alone.”

At a top-notch business school like Santa Clara, choosing to enter journalism, a struggling field, to write about sports—“The children’s game,” as they call it in Moneyball—was considered asinine by some people. It could be interpreted as laziness: Do you want to grow up, get a real job, make $50k per year and move on with your life? Or do you want to sit at home and hope to become the next great sportswriter? It was almost seen as irresponsible.

Fortunately, there were people that offered encouragement.

A local broadcaster, Ted Robinson, read my first piece for the university newspaper and encouraged me to keep writing. A physics professor, Dr. Phil Kesten, gave me one-on-one instruction during office hours. And a gender studies professor, Dr. Laura Ellingson, an avid Red Sox and Bruins fan, helped me learn about sports fandom from a woman’s perspective.

There were others too, but most people wrote me off as nuts.

"Many are called, few are chosen."

After my sophomore year of college, I decided to throw my hat into the ring. I was convinced I had what it took to write professionally, but I needed an opportunity to get edited and read by the general public.

Bleacher Report gave me that opportunity.

After being rejected by some print newspapers and radio stations, I got an internship with a young, pre-Turner Bleacher Report. I worked in their San Francisco office doing newsletters. I was living away from home, commuting from my off-campus house in San Jose, and loving every minute of it. And, hey, I made a little money too.

Ever since then, I have continued to write for B/R—for free. It gives me an opportunity to cover my four favorite sports teams—the Minnesota Twins, Wild, Timberwolves and Vikings—as well as earn credentials and continue to get first-hand experience like many of the paid reporters at the Minneapolis Star Tribune and St. Paul Pioneer Press.

I can create my own job at B/R, and in a time of transition, that is probably the best way to go.

As I outlined in an earlier piece, I’m following a formula that has worked for sports columnists ever since the beginning of time: Know one sport really well, focus on your local teams and make sure you have a big platform. I like to think of it as the Simmons Formula (basketball + Boston sports + ESPN), but guys like Rick Reilly and Joe Posnanski also use it.

I would not have this option at a small town paper or during a part-time internship or while writing for my own blog. Bleacher Report, however, has given me the opportunity.

I wish they would pay me a regular salary, even a part-time deal, and I have written for the site for over three years, but I prefer to think long term and will take a pay cut now to make the big bucks down the road*.

Looks like something is missing, right?


*At one time, they said that Featured Columnist III’s would get an interview for a staff job, but that statement was removed from the site shortly before I got to Level 3.

I get no sympathy from small town papers or even the big guys at Sports Illustrated because, of course, I’m writing for the enemy. B/R is thriving while theirs is either antiquated or esoteric and fails to engage a large audience.

Right before graduation, I spoke to George Dohrmann, an SI investigative reporter that taught a class at Santa Clara, about what I should do after graduation and he just said Get off Bleacher Report. Unfortunately, there really isn’t anywhere else to go.

Ever since graduating a year ago, I’ve gone on SportsJournalists.com and searched for jobs, but most papers do not respond when you reach out and those that do typically say that they have filled the position. Plus, there is a legitimate concern that I would not be learning 21st century techniques and essentially get stuck in a dead end job in the middle of nowhere. I don’t need to prove that I can move away from home, I did that by spending four years in California. I want to live in Minnesota and cover my favorite teams, so that’s what I do.

At this point, I’m pretty much going all in trying to become an Internet Age columnist in Minnesota. The small town jobs are scarce and unappealing and the big-time companies appear uninterested in me—plus, B/R is a big-time company at this point.

I will contribute to Yahoo! Sports and see if that amounts to anything, but right now my future appears to be with B/R. They say that if I reach Level 4 I will get my own publishing template and have a chance to join the staff as a Lead Writer, but who knows if that will actually come to fruition.

The real reason why I keep writing is because I love it and I believe I have a chance to make it as a professional writer. I’m probably more of a late-rounder than a lottery pick in terms of where people project me to end up, but Albert Pujols was a 13th rounder, Tom Brady went in the 6th round, Martin St. Louis went undrafted and 12 players were selected before Kobe Bryant.

Or, in more practical terms, Rick Reilly’s sophomore journalism professor may have told himthat he was “better than sports” and

Rick Reilly, the lottery pick.

Bill Simmons almost went into real estate before getting the ESPN Page 2 gig, but Simmons ultimately emerged as the more influential writer at ESPN.

“The idea that Rick Reilly and Bill Simmons could be competing is as aged and over as a good dental joke,” wrote Deadspin founder Will Leitch in November of 2012. “That fight is over, and Simmons won in a knockout.”

Simmons got to air his feud with the Boston Celtics former head coach on national television and coerced Doc Rivers into responding on the Dan Patrick Show. Reilly gets fooled by satirical blog posts and gets ripped by Deadspin.

Simmons left AOL Digital Cities and eventually created his own influential website, Grantland.com. Reilly left what was the most valuable piece of real estate in the business, the back page of Sports Illustrated, and got lost in cyberspace.

Simmons got blacked out when he mentioned The Decision after Game 7 of the NBA Finals this year. Reilly fell asleep at the Ryder Cup.

Simmons won. Reilly lost. Simple as that.

So why would I take the old route when the new one bears more fruit? Why would I allow myself to be led down the garden path by people that simply refuse to change? Why wouldn’t I take a chance to have it all when I have the chance?

It’s like that scene from The Dark Knight Rises when Bruce Wayne is trapped in the jail cell by Bane. He can see the light at the top of the tunnel, but cannot make it across the gap without the rope, which holds him back. So he works out and prepares to make the leap sans rope.

Eventually, Wayne is strong enough to make the leap and grip the ledge and leaves the cell to go fight Bane.

Right now, I’m just plugging away, ensuring I have enough strength to make the leap. At one time there may have been a bigger bridge, a more direct path to the top, but for right now I’m just doing what I can to ensure that I don’t fall to my death like a Mortal Kombat character during a stage fatality.

I’ve learned that asking around for jobs only turns you into Danny Noonan from Caddyshack, as in most people don’t want to hear it that it’s a bad economy and young writers can’t find a steady employment. I’ve got to create my own and I feel that the best way out is to keep writing about Minnesota sports and reach Level 4 in Bleacher Report’s Featured Columnist program.

I’m all in.

Tom Schreier writes for TheFanManifesto. He can followed on Twitter at @tschreier3. Email him at tschreier3@gmail.com.

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