Steve Talks Shite No 4

England 6 - Racists 0

I am walking into a minefield here. But I want to comment. My reasons will become clear as you read this.

As you may see by the disgusting image you see at the top of this page, the subject is the European Qualification match played last night between Bulgaria and England. It may be in years to come seen as “ground breaking. It is the first time U.E.F.A invoked their anti -acist protocols. This involved stopping the game twice and making stadium announcements. I don’t want to drone on too much about how bad racism is, and how outraged we should all be. (btw. If you are not outraged by this. Please stop reading and don’t come back).

I have a few observations  About the sub humans taking part in this behaviour and also about the reaction to it by the authorities.

We all knew this was coming, it’s been talked about in the press for over a week. So there was no surprise at all it happened. It was clear that there was a section of the crowd that were clearly a “gang”. They virtually had a uniform! Those black hoodies, with slogans on.

Why were they allowed in the ground?

This “gang” were asked to leave at half time. But it didn’t stop. Tyrone Mings (who I thought looked the real deal, and we may just have found ourselves a decent defender) says, “I could hear it during the warm up”. His interview was measured. I wonder what he really thought?

So I think we all saw what went on during the match. But some of the things I have seen since need a comment.

The Chairman of the English FA. Greg Clarke is obviously a huge Harry Potter fan, He borrowed his cloak of invisibility Why was that? He should have led from the front. IF they really wanted to make a statement to World Football and show that as a Nation we are serious about this. He should have got his suited brigade of old white men together, marched en-masse down to pitch side and walked to the centre circle, gathered the team and led them off. How powerful would that have been?
Instead he hid behind his seat and let Southgate call it. 

The Bulgarian manager Babakov

So before as an outraged Nation we sit here, on our moral high ground. I think that we should maybe take a look at ourselves? There are racist incidents at every Football ground in the Country. maybe more isolated. Individuals or very small factions spreading their vile views. But nothing in an organised scale such as this. But nevertheless unpalatable to the majority of decent folk, whatever your nationality.

I firmly believe Racism is cultural. I also believe that culture always evolves.  25 years ago it was perfectly acceptable for the person sitting next to you while you were out having a meal light up a cigarette. Try that now.

35 years ago it was perfectly acceptable for Love Thy Neighbour, Alf Garnett, It Ain’t Half Hot Mum and the Black and White Minstrel to be shown on prime time TV in the UK. I say “acceptable”. But it wasn’t ever acceptable was it? How could that have ever been acceptable?

While we watched Eddie Booth who played that racist bigot in Love Thy Neighbour make fun of his black neighbour Bill Reynolds. We sniggered.

While we watched Alf Garnet make weekly references to “wogs”  and “coons”. We sniggered.

While Jim Davidson did his impression of this West Indian mate “Chalky”. We sniggered.

While we watched men with black shoe polish on their faces dance and sing for our viewing pleasure. We sniggered.

While my Grandad would say to my best friend, who was black and family came from Jamaica in the 50’s. “I didn’t see you there in the dark until you smiled“. We both (my friend and I) sniggered. Very uncomfortablely I may add.

I guess that sort of cultural racism is why we have this disease. The same media who are outraged now, were the ones spreading this “culture”. Making it acceptable.

I know that this disgusting culture has been slowly changing. Not fast enough, but it has changed. But not everyone has moved on with it.

But when I think about the times when I heard my Grandad talk to my friend like that. I feel deeply ashamed. Ashamed that I didn’t speak out,

Things will never change until people who are not being racially absued speak out. It would have made more of a statement if that old white bloke, Greg Clarke took his leadership seriously. But he choose to leave it to a young black kid who was being subjected to vile abuse whilst making his England debut. Tyrone Mings, Marcus Rashford and Raheem Sterling are all 10 times the men he is.

This goes beyond football, beyond sport. It defines who we are and who we live as a society.

That’s why i am using my platform to speak out. 

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Steve Talks Shite No3

What's Your Number?

At the start of my coaching program, I schedule a call with my mentee and we have a discussion surrounding goal setting. I believe this to be an important part of the process. It gives focus and sets the tone of the journey ahead.

I am very keen, right from the start to manage “expectations”. Now so far everyone who I have had this conversation with has been very realistic. But as I read though social media, it’s obvious to me that in general this isn’t always the case.

So what is realistic? It is easy to get a bit carried away. Afterall if you spend any amount of time on Twitter, you will be under the illusion that trading is as easy as “pressing a few buttons” or even following one of the plethera of newish posters who all of a sudden appear and start posting their successes up. After a couple of weeks they become experts and people start fawning over their generosity to share and their amazing advice. Seen it a hundred times. Often it involves a very high strike rate, but with a very poor risk v reward factor. I don’t care to much about this, they come and go. But I do care about the people they suck in, and ultimately spit out again. Anyway I digress.

I ask again. What IS your number?
£15 a day? £50 a day? £300 a week? £500 a day? What do you want to earn?
The reality is of course, this is all unimportant. If you cannot be consistent enough to make a WEEKLY profit, II say weekly, because if  you cannot get the consistency to profit week in week out, I suggest your long term execution may need some more work.
We then get to scalability. The suggestion that it is pretty much infinite is bollocks. In most of the “bread and butter” markets. I would not feel too comfortable using more that £2 or 3k as a liability. Getting your money into a market is easy, but getting it back out when things go tits up is a different story. BUT you can do a fair amount of good with a modest bank of £1000 ( as I have been using to make some “realistic” videos for my group)

Knowing what to stake is a real conundrum, Using a tiny back is sensible, but has it’s own issues. After all, if you have a pre defined exit position (as I teach) then ideally you should take that. However, if the loss to you is 16p, but letting it m one another tick against you results in a 25p loss. Do you have the self control to take this exit? Now at a difference of 11p you will not care either way. What about £11? What about £111? see my point?
Making the right call at the beginning when you are learning the ropes, will no doubt save so much pain when you start trading with bigger stakes.I see many traders with small banks and unrealistic expectations. They expect to be able to tune in a procession of 30 tick swings every day, When I hear “I just want to make £100 a day with my £200 bank”  My heart sinks.
Make no mistake, if you want to win the bigger amounts that you see, you need bigger stakes. But before you get to that level of staking you need to:

  1. Understand exactly what you are trying to achieve
  2. Have a clear understanding of how to achieve that.
  3. Have some consistency 

If you do not have mastery of these 3 key points, you are doomed to failure for sure.
Now, I am sure you would agree that on this perilous journey into the unknown, it may be better to be cautious and if you are going to lose, then the significance is reduced. I can take it further that that though.

You need a controlled process, be able to have trust in that process, and then be able to execute that process, over and over. That in a nutshell is what we are striving for.

If you have the spectre of the fear of losing money, or the paralysing fear that can grip you that you may be missing out. The execution goes out of the window.

Take “money” out of the equation. Concentrate 100% on EXECUTION.

I hope you have enjoyed this article and it makes sense to you. If you feel that you could benefit under my tutelage. Please pop over to my “Education With Steve” page to see the options you have.


Steve Talks Shite No 2

Growing up in the 1970’s /early 80’s I looked forward more than anything to the annual end of season Internationals. The “Home Internationals” were a 4 Nation tournament contested by the 4 Nations that make up the United Kingdom. England, Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland. They were very competitive and always exciting.

The match I always looked forward to was of course against the “Auld Enemy”, Scotland. It seemed we took it in turns to win, home advange being huge. They started in 1883/84 all the way through to 1983/84. Some notable matches had taken place during the history nof this tournament. The tragedy at Ibrox in 1902, where 25 were killed and 100’s injured when the stand collasped due to overcrowding.

In 1967 after Scotland had beaten the World Cup winners 3-2 at Wembley, the Scots invaded the pitch and then declared themselves the new “World Champions”.

The 1981 tournament was declared void after England and Wales refused to travel to Belfast to play because of the civil unrest.

The 1984 Home Internationals wewre the last after England and Scotland declared they would no longer take part. Due to waning interest in these games, crowded fixtures and hooliganism. The thing that springs to my mind is; “You don’t know what you’ve got ’til it’s gone”

The memory I have from these games is how hard it was to beat Scotland, and the pitch invasion in ’77.
The Scots beat England 2-1 at Wembley, they invaded the pitch, dug up the turf and snapped the crossbar. That showed what these games meant.


Scotland and Manchester United centre-half Gordon McQueen (who scored the first goal) summed it up nicely:
“It seemed like the whole of Scotland had turned up to see us beat England, it was crazy… we could smell whisky fumes as we walked out at Wembley”.

Scotland and Manchester United centre-half Gordon McQueen (who scored the first goal) summed it up nicely:
“It seemed like the whole of Scotland had turned up to see us beat England, it was crazy… we could smell whisky fumes as we walked out at Wembley”.


  • David Marshall (Wigan)
  • Liam Palmer (Sheff Wednesday)
  • Michael Devlin (Aberdeen)
  • Charlie Mulgrew (Wigan)
  • Andrew Robertson (c) (Liverpool)
  • Callum McGregor (Celtic)
  • John Fleck (Sheff Utd)
  • Ryan Fraser (Bournemouth)
  • John McGinn (Aston Villa)
  • Robert Snodgrass (West Ham)
  • Oliver Burke (Alavés)


  • Alan Rough (Hibs)
  • Willie Miller (Aberdeen)
  • David Narey (Dundee Utd)
  • Alan Hansen (Liverpool)
  • Frank Gray (Leeds Utd)
  • Gordon Scrachan (Aberdeen)
  • Graeme Souness (c) (Liverpool)
  • John Ward (Ipswich)
  • Steve Archibald (Spurs)
  • Joe Jordan (AC Milan)
  • John Robertson (Nott Forest)

Some context. The 2019 team has 1 world class player, possibly the best left back in Europe. Andy Robertson. 1 Celtic player and McGinn from Villa who is highly rated.
The fact that I don’t know too much about the rest speaks volumes. 

The 1982 team is full of leaders. Miller, describers as Sir Alex Ferguson as “the best penalty box defender in Europe” SAF knows a good player when he sees one.
Hansen (Liverpool) 3 European cups, 4 titles, 2 FA cups and 4 league cups. Frank Gray, (Leeds Ltd) European Cup. Souness (Liverpool) 3 x European cups, 5x titles, 3 x league cups. John Walk (Ipswich) European Cup in ’84. Steve Archibald 2 x FA Cups, UEFA Cup in ’83 before going to Barcelona. Joe Jordan (legend),. John Robertson (mainstay of the European champions Notts Forest)

Then these was the subs bench ; McGrain, Brazil (big Al that is), McLeish. Sturrock.

In 1982, This squad was highly decorated. look at the players and the honours that had amassed in their careers. Remember too that Aberdeen were under Sir Alex considered one of Europes top sides. 

What about Dalglish, McCoist. Jimmy Jonestone, Law, McQueen, Gemmill, Billy Bremner?  And I know I have missed a few out too. That production line of gear players was almost endless. But it stopped and it stopped abruptly. The reason to me is obvious.

The influx of players from overseas mean the opportunities and the development of young talent from North of the Border is very limited. I for one regret that.

There is no trading angle here, just some observations that may bring back happy (or sad) memories from a time gone by. as I get older the nostalgia kicks in. I fear the worst for Scotland, I can’t see it ever coming back. I hope I am wrong.


Steve Talks Shite No1

In my very first “Steve talks shite” post I feel the need to comment on something I heard in the car this morning. Now I have to say that I am a big Talksport fan. I love sport and I can usually be found watching, listening, trading or talking about it. (Never playing it though unfortunately!).

I do a fair amount of driving these days, and Talksport is always on in the car. This morning I was listening to Alan Brazil’s sports breakfast. He has a different guest presenter on each day. My favourites are Ally McCoist and Ian “Ollie” Holloway. Both have some great stories and offer a good informed opinion. One of my least favourite people is “Big Sam” Allardyce. This man is out of work for a reason, and football fans all over Britain are grateful of that. We all fear when our manager goes that he will get the job of making our team play fucking boring football from the 1990’s.

Over the past couple of weeks there have been “callers” on AB’s show. Supposedly Man Utd fans, saying they would welcome Big Sam taking over. Are these genuine? Brazil is big mates with Sam, I think he may have an agenda to get his mate a job. i may be wrong, but it seems like that. They seem to wheel Big Sam out every time there is a manager under pressure, and he takes great delight in sticking the knife in, in a snide way.
This morning he sneered over Everton’s dilemma, taking great delight in Marco Silva’s’ poor stats in the EPL. As Everton got rid of Sam because their poor beleaguered fans we fed up of watching crap football. He cannot seem to grasp that modern Football is an entertainment business. I think most of us would rather watch great entertaining matches rather than our team winning trophies “ugly”. Of course, we want both!

Brazil was also making mischief about Ole Gunnar Solskjaer. Saying he thought that the Manchester United job was too big for him. Another caller then pops up (Manc) and demands that Big Sam be given the biggest job in football. He kept citing that Mold to Cardiff to Man U was a step too far.

According to the ex England manager; (Did I fucking dream that???. The England fans singing the “Great Escape” tune are actually directing that at Allardyce. Fuck me, we really did have a great escape there!) The once mighty Man Utd are “in danger of relegation”. 

Yes, they have been poor and yes they have some average players. I have never thought Ashley Young being of a high enough standard to play for Man Utd, in fact there are a few not up to the standard of any top 6 team. Ashley Young? Fred? Dalot? Lingard? Shaw?

I feel sorry for Ole, there is no question that the man who has presided over the mess that Man Utd have become is of course with former accountant and investment banker with no background in Football and no clue. Mr Ed Woodward. He is no doubt very good at making money. But no so good at the most important aspect of running a football club. Having a decent team that excites the fans and wins matches.

So is there a way to make money out of this situation?

The market relating to EPL managers is “next manager to leave”
Ole has stiff competition from the afore mentioned Marco Silva at 1.8. Ole GS is 4.3 for small money with Betfair. Poch at Spurs is next in line, but Spurs chairman Levy is too shrewd and too tight to pay the severance pay.
The next fixture is a home match v Liverpool after the international break, followed by away to Norwich and then away to Bournemouth before meeting Brighton at home. I think he heeds 9 points from those matches. Can you see them getting that? I certainly can’t. I think even if the do not sack Ole, the pressure and rumours will only get worse and this price shorter.

Everton on the other hand have a home match v West Ham, then away to Brighton, home to Watford. Think Marco may get away with these kinder fixtures.
Ole is 4.5 with Paddy Power in the next EPL manager to go market
Marco Silva at 2.1. I think Ole may be odds on pretty soon. Problem is lack of liquidity at this stage.
Maybe a trade is too risky and not enough liquidity, but interesting to see how this plays out. Like I say. It’s a game of opinions.

Cheers Steve


I guess you would be thinking with a title like this, that I have decided to write a post all about……… So I can remind you just how great I am. A great trader, a jolly fine chap and all round good egg. Sorry. It’s not that.

One of the proudest achievements in my life time is a by product of trading. My education business. It’s what takes up most of my “working time, it’s what drives me on and it’s something I am very passionate about.

Over 5 years ago when all this started, I never imagined the effect on my life it would have. Although I would say I “fell in to it”. Once it started I put my heart and sole into it, The people who stay usually stay a long time, and when they do move on, almost without exception get a lovely message.

So when new people join us, join our “family”. They get a warm welcome and fit seamlessly into the group. I am blessed with having some amazing people with me. The enthusiasm they show keeps it all going. It never feels stale or out of touch. There is never shortage of challenging questions to answer or problems to fix.

The big benefit to new people though is they get to tap into all this experience. I often say to people thinking about joining us. “It’s not about me. It’s not all about Steve Howe”. Yeah, I set the tone, the culture. I steer the ship and provide the guidance and answers to the tough questions. BUT, and it’s a massive BUT. I genuinely feel that if you are at the start of the learning journey, picking up a new strategy. The people best placed to help you are the ones who are 2 months, 5 months or even 12 months further along that journey. the issues you will face are fresh in their minds, the challenges are raw.

I wanted to write this to pay tribute to my community. I wanted to let the World know how awesome THEY are. It isn’t, never has been and never will be all about ME.

My Online Workshop

I have been asked repeatedly over the years if I was ever going to make my workshops available online. After many false dawns, I am very proud to announce that I have created an Online Workshop that fully integrates into my existing support packages.

In the end my ill health has caught up with me. as my hearing has deteriorated over the last 12 months I am finding it harder and harder to deliver a workshop in the size room I use. I have a solution for this, I have now got a smaller room!! The Albert Hall was just too fucking big! My workshops now cater for 8 lucky individuals.

Putting together an online workshop has posed many challenges and taken a huge amount of time and effort, I didn’t want to create something half-assed. A poor 2nd best. Btw, make no mistake that actually attending a workshop with me is, of course, a much better plan. I believe you would get more from spending a day with me than doing online learning. That’s obvious.

BUT, I have tried to stay true to what I show in the classroom, although those difficult questions being fired at me won’t be missed too much……

I don’t want to bang on about what the workshop is or isn’t here. I have created a brand new site that has a state of the art LMS platform on it that is able to deliver the workshops without clogging up my own site,
You see what’s on offer HERE

The early feedback is overwhelming positive, it comes with a full money back guarantee, and is a gateway into my network. What’s to lose?

The Social Media Conundrum

I think the was Social Media has evolved over the last decade is changing society in a way I don’t think anyone expected. One one hand it’s a brilliant tool for business and consumers alike. Especially small business who want to attract new clients. If you do not have some sort of social media presence you are at a serious disadvantage.

In this post I want to have a frank discussion about Social media and sports trading/gambling/sport.

As you know, I use Twitter and to a less extent Facebook to keep in touch with people who have followed me. I need to say straight off I detest Twitter (especially) with Facebook not too far behind. In fact, I am very close to deleting Twitter completely. Not because I get abused, in the main I don’t have too much trolling. Although as a high profile trader I get my fait share.

Some of the shite that goes in is almost unbelievable. People who are trying to raise their own profile, for their own agenda follow you, the like your posts, they add your @xxxxxxx to they posts and agree with you. So it aligns then with you. Then others with an agenda, who may want to discredit you use fake accounts. Did you know many of the Trading Facebook groups are actually seeded with people who are paid to plant posts, to say negative things about competitors to drive customers their way?
Then you have people trying to impress you. They add your name to posts that are in conflict with others so that it looks like you are on their side. It’s a crock of shit. If i ever, ever have anything to say to anyone. I will say it directly to them, and they know it will be from me, as i will sign my name to it. Anything else has nothing to do with me,

I think I have a decent moral compass. I treat people with respect. Whatever their Race, religion or sexual orientation. I would not intentionally seek to offend anyone, although if I do, I would add I think it’s ok to be offended. It’s ok to take a different view to others, as long as you don’t cross the line. The way I carry myself on the internet is as in real life. If I wouldn’t say it to your face, I wouldn’t type it. I don’t hide behind different profiles. Never have and never will.

What inspired me to write this post was a discussion I was listening to on Talksport yesterday afternoon (Sunday 25th Aug). I was on a long car journey (5 hours) and as always, tune into talk sport. There was a discussion about the racist abuse that Pogba and Rashford were being subjected to for missing penalties. I just cannot get my head around this. It makes me angry, it almost makes me ashamed of my own race.
Let me say that again. It makes me almost ashamed of my own race! Why the fuck should I feel like that? Why am I letting a few lowlife scum get into my head and let them make me feel like this? I guess I am not alone. I have a voice. I have the means to communicate with lots of people. So I feel a responsibility to speak out. If we all turn the other cheek, if we cross the road when we see injustice, then how as a society do we stop it? If we do nothing if we say nothing, what will ever change?

We also need to start voting with our feet. I am so close to this now. I can’t be done with this. Will, it hurt my business? Yes, but I think this is more important than that. By walking away am I turning the other cheek? Have I as a decent member, responsible member of our society got a duty to speak out, to challenge this vile behavior?

Why can you create an anonymous account on Twitter and then use it to abuse and terrorise, to spread filth and hatred? Why cannot Twitter make you complete a “know your customer” profile before an account is granted?

This is an incredible tool, but I feel like I need to walk away from it. If you are not part of the solution, you are part of the problem. I encourage you all to speak out too.

I’ll leave you with this. If you are a racist, homophobe or cannot tolerate people who hold a different religious view to your own. Please don’t follow me. In fact, I’ll put it in stronger terms than that.
Fuck off, get the fuck away from me. I don’t want anything to do with you.

Review of my Workshop

I was both delighted and humbled by this review from someone who I greatly admire. A young lady who had a sparkling career in professional racing. She knows her stuff and is a tremendous asset to our community.

You can read the review here

I just want to say that I never ask people to write reviews to say positive things about me. That’s not to say I am grateful and humbled when they do!
The reason I have linked this is to give you an impartial view from “the other side of the fence”.

I strongly advise you to follow her and read her blog regularly. She writes beautifully and talks with authority and humour about something she is very passionate about. This Lady is a rising star within our trading community. You read it here first!

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13 years

27th July 2006, exactly 12 months to the day after my Dad passed away was the day that changed everything.
After the best part of 20 years in a factory, I drove out of the gates for the last time. An emotional day, a day full of trepidation but also hope and excitement. I was free at last. Free from the “chains” of a production line, free from an alarm clock. My destiny in my own hands. No boss, No timetable and no limits to what I could do.

Being forced out by redundancy was the best way it could have happened. When you are driving to work, knowing that the amount of money you will earn will almost certainly be less than what trading would make is hard to do. It’s the very best barometer to knowing when it’s time to quit your job.

My plan was to give it 6 months and see where I was. If things started looking iffy, I could get a job. after just 2 weeks it was clear that wasn’t going to be an option. Free to trade every afternoon (and evening) my restraints were lifted and I threw myself into making as much as I could. Just in case.

So July 27th is a bittersweet day. Significant as it “freed” me. But sad as I remember my Dad. One of the last things I remember him saying to me was his advice about my blossoming betting career.
“You wanna pack that betting malarky in Son, it’s a bloody mugsgame

Wish he could see me now.