Monday, September 03, 2007

Dianabolcaos - Unreal Thing: correcção da tabela de valores

A Helena é um desastre com o ábaco. O Férenc não sabe usar a calculadora. E eu ando muito ocupado a inventar concursos meio chalupas. Tudo junto, resulta que a tabela publicada lá em baixo, com as cotações das apostas do Unreal Thing, não estava 100% correcta. Aqui fica a versão revista e corrigida. É esta que conta:

Dianabolcaos - The Unreal Thing

1- 16.º 6; 15.º 3; 14.º 1,5; 13.º 0,75.
2- 16.º 5; 15.º 2,5; 14.º 1,25; 13.º 0,625.
3- 16.º 4; 15.º 2; 14.º 1; 13.º 0,5.
4- 16.º 3; 15.º 1,5; 14.º 0,75; 13.º 0,375.
5- 16.º 2; 15.º 1; 14.º 0,5; 13.º 0,25.
6- 16.º 1; 15.º 0,5; 14.º 0,25; 13.º 0,125.


Bueno (outsider: deve ser escolhido entre clubes que, na época passada, tenham ficado entre os 8 primeiros; é premiado se descer de divisão - é uma espécie de underdog dos losers...): vale 10 pontos.


Gil Vicente (é o one million shot: para clubes que desçam com queixas na secretaria): vale 12 pontos; se for um dos 3 grandes, vale 24 pontos - e a consequente vitória.

Aproveito para acrescentar que, no post abaixo, com a tabela virtual, houve um erro de cálculo no valor de 2,5 pontos na pontuação do Zé Carlos. Vou deixar o post tal como está para que percebam onde está o erro, comparando as apostas dele com a tabela publicada acima. Assim, fica mais fácil de perceber o funcionamento destas pontuações. Isto é fruto de muita noite sem dormir...


At 12:41 PM, Blogger Helena Henriques said...

Pois, a culpa é nossa...

At 1:35 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

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