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Motive is important. Surely?
As I stated, I’m a racing fan. Is that not enough motivation to post on this topic on a horseracing forum?
I stated an opinion, one you disagree with. Ok, Irrelevant?
Yes, irrelevant. And slightly insulting to be honest.
Why feel the need to psycho analyse when there’s plenty enough to debate about?
You are a horseracing fan so therefore no other motive could be possible. They are of course mutually exclusive.
Seriously though, if you were insulted by my comments, I am sorry. That was not my intention. I was just commenting with my opinions and trying to understand why others might hold their viewpoint. I guess I naively thought I could do that on a horse racing forum.
P.S. I loved the gap between psycho and analyse. Very funny and very clever. Made me actually laugh out loud. Keep up the good work and happy punting.
P.S. I loved the gap between psycho and analyse. Very funny and very clever. Made me actually laugh out loud. Keep up the good work and happy punting.
How on earth have you posted
that
? I actually cringed for you, and I don’t even know you. I must be going soft
I believe that if the judge or judges cannot decide the outcome in five minutes then it is close enough to call a dead heat and this should be done immediately the five minutes alloted to viewing the picture has elapsed.Such a result is more practical than calling a winner after twenty minutes of scrutany of a dull pictire.Use a bell to alert the punters to what is happening.Also show the public the picture the judges have to use to decide the outcome.
Just watched Spencer ride a very strange race in the 2.30 @ Lingfield, he was on the fave Roy the Boy.
The race was 7 furlongs, he jumped out better than the rest and was leading, he then held the horse back, then he took the horse round the outside to the front, finally getting nailed on the post!
Why didnt he just let the horse have the lead, all the messing round probably cost him the race.
The eigth different jockey they’ve used in ten rides. Sounds like a bit of a character. 9lb higher than winning a poor Wolverhampton race.
Bad favourite if you ask me
Jamie Spencer = Marmite
True, except for the fact that some people LIKE Marmite
Thanks for the good crack. Time for me to move on. Be lucky.
Roy The Boy was looking a very good favourite when all the entries stood. Piceno and Schoolmaster coming out was a big blow to his chance.
Agree with some comments on here he doesn’t look entirely straight forward and it is no surprise he has looked at his best when
held up
. I think Spencer was looking to see if there would be much pace and when it was evident there wouldn’t be and the horse wasn’t quite settling he decided to go forward, damned if you do damned if you dont
Spencer gave Rich Again a good ride yesterday, since the track has been relaid there certainly is not the disadvantage of old to race far side in the home straight and as all of the jockeys came wide off the turn he stuck far side and bagged it up the far rail.
I would forget the Stewards! Recently a horse at Southwell that had been beaten 76 lengths in it’s last 6 starts was backed all day off the boards to 5/2 Fav and won. Why wasn’t there an enquiry I sent an email to the BHA
My reply was that the Stewards noted the horse had run well in its previous races and had the form to win so no enquiry was necessary
They obviously have a different form book to the rest of us!
Jamie Spencer? Well why do you think the big boys at Coolmore got rid of him!
Ha ha! Why the surprise and indignation? This is what a big percentage of horse racing amounts to: come on, mugs, you spunk your money on a ‘chance’ and lots of other people finance their nice lives with it. A tax on the credulous.
And before you Gentlemen of the Turf start lecturing: tell me why there are more bookies in poor areas than anywhere else.
. . . the miracle is that they’ve kept it going as long as they have given that 99 per cent of the audience pays for the privilege of losing their money and getting the hump. It’s genius in its way, it really is.
Try my approach: don’t bother. It works wonders. Ignore the whole ******* issue: the no-price Nicholls’ runner that wins, the no-price Nicholls’ runner that loses (same deal as red and black on a roulette wheel most of the time); ditto Henderson. The Pipe hotpot that gets beat; the unregarded Pipe horse that steals the show at 12/1 and you’re not on. The King horse you lumped on and it came last; the one that came up trumps and you weren’t on. The endless unremitting Sod’s Law. The horses that refuse, the split decision between two that is almost always wrong, the trixies that go west on the first leg; the doubles that only work once in a blue moon; the hours of form study, the bollox journalism in the post, the gnomic crap from jockeys, the dissembling of trainers, the huge-field bookie benefits which insult the intelligence, the disgusting spectacle of the grand national, the tight-fistedness of bookies (and DOUBLE everything for the dreadful Flat), the inside information, the whole virtually remorseless losing streak of average punterdom, the brain-bashing disappointment of following the Turf. Ignore it all and
do something else, forget the whole shabby game
and you’ll be a good deal happier. Bet on ice hockey or something just steer clear of racing. Ah yes, you will say, I remember feeling like this; this was before I gave any mental energy over to punting on horses and lining the pockets of the shameless. And you’ll be singing zippity doodah!
You’ve really lost the run of yourself this time!
Can you translate that into English?
And can anyone really disagree with what i’ve said?
You’ve really lost the run of yourself this time!
Can you translate that into English?
And can anyone really disagree with what i’ve said?
You’re "making a mountain out of a mole hill" Prof.
Value Is EverythingTry my approach: don’t bother. It works wonders. Ignore the whole ******* issue: the no-price Nicholls’ runner that wins, the no-price Nicholls’ runner that loses (same deal as red and black on a roulette wheel most of the time); ditto Henderson. The Pipe hotpot that gets beat; the unregarded Pipe horse that steals the show at 12/1 and you’re not on. The King horse you lumped on and it came last; the one that came up trumps and you weren’t on. The endless unremitting Sod’s Law. The horses that refuse, the split decision between two that is almost always wrong, the trixies that go west on the first leg; the doubles that only work once in a blue moon; the hours of form study, the bollox journalism in the post, the gnomic crap from jockeys, the dissembling of trainers, the huge-field bookie benefits which insult the intelligence, the disgusting spectacle of the grand national, the tight-fistedness of bookies (and DOUBLE everything for the dreadful Flat), the inside information, the whole virtually remorseless losing streak of average punterdom, the brain-bashing disappointment of following the Turf. Ignore it all and
do something else, forget the whole shabby game
and you’ll be a good deal happier. Bet on ice hockey or something just steer clear of racing. Ah yes, you will say, I remember feeling like this; this was before I gave any mental energy over to punting on horses and lining the pockets of the shameless. And you’ll be singing zippity doodah!
Excuses, excuses, excuses.
Value Is EverythingYou’ve really lost the run of yourself this time!
Can you translate that into English?
And can anyone really disagree with what i’ve said?
"There are some people who live in a dream world, and there are some who face reality; and then there are those who turn one into the other" (David Everett)
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