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Bookies like it AW cos it’s cheap and plentiful and they know musg will stand in the shop after a day’s losing and lose a bit more.
I don’t like it when it’s really rank, but low-grade AW stuff can be good for finding winners. I gave up on jump racing when I realised, sadly, that over three consecutive winters I won more at Wolverhampton and Kempton. I don’t see what’s wrong with it. I would prefer better class turf racing. We seem to get weeks and weeks of **** punctuated by Saturdays where there is too much to get a grip on.
I quite look forward to winter evenings of Wolves and Kempton. I settle to the form with a feeling I have a chance but when I settle to the form for saturday jumps I know in my heart of hearts I’m far more likely to lose than win, or that I’m going to find something that will be costly to follow before it wins – by which time I’ve lost patience. Weekday jumps don’t offer much value if you ask me.
a winner no-one could find except his owners and a line of greatly enriched bookies. It’s what makes racing so very attractive to the wider public.
I’m sure TRF correspondents Moehat, Big G and Stevecaution found the race very attractive
And unbelievably, as far as I’m aware they’re not the owners of Night Of Thunder nor do they have a hotline to the inside information purred by the stable cat
Please see the latter pages of:
Glad three people found it. That, of course, overturns my point entirely.
Anyway, a short favourite, loads of gobbing off in the Press, a winner no-one could find except his owners and a line of greatly enriched bookies. It’s what makes racing so very attractive to the wider public.
I considered backing the Fallon horse each way. Somehow just couldn’t press the button. When I finally decided I wouldn’t I absolutely knew he would win. I have this with both Moore and Fallon. I have to say I liked the flash finish. Always nice to see jockeys really trying.
Good luck to him. He won it.
I’ve also packed the jumps in. I used to think it was the greatest thing since sliced bread, but I just cannot be bothered with the herculean effort and patience required. The thrill and magic of losing loads of money at Cheltenham while watching plots unfold that you never stood a chance with has long worn off. I allow others to get excited about that sort of thing now.
Bloody hell pass the Razor blade! You talk a lot of sense about Racing in general and we all know that 80% of it isn’t worth betting on but all the Big meetings of the year are there for the taking if you make the effort.The Royal Ascots,Glorious Goodwoods and York meetings are serious targets for Trainers as for complaining about the greatest of them all,Chelteham!
As I said, I look forward to all those meetings and I usually show a good profit at three of them. York can be tricky for me.
All I was trying to get across is that deflation if not depression, is inevitable and disappointment is the quintessence of the sport. This is sad because we have all had those periods that are like honey, when you ride high, can chew form up and spit out value. At last, we think, now we really have it sussed. Alas…I’ve also packed the jumps in. I used to think it was the greatest thing since sliced bread, but I just cannot be bothered with the herculean effort and patience required. The thrill and magic of losing loads of money at Cheltenham while watching plots unfold that you never stood a chance with has long worn off. I allow others to get excited about that sort of thing now.
I look forward to Chester, R Ascot, Goodwood and York. I visit Brighton regularly because I like the town, the views and the echoes of Brighton Rock. I back and lay a few on the all-weather, Wolverhampton being a rather happy hunting ground believe it or not.
But there is always something better to be doing with one’s time and resources. Just think about it.
Just don’t watch it!
I simply CANNOT stand all that Dubai crap (quite apart from the droning presenters and the HORRENDOUS theme music). Particularly straight after you’ve lost. I always feel like saying: Take a closer look at Dubai? What, like the police brutality? The slave labour? ? ?
I read both his books and was convinced that he knew his nags. The books played up every angle of his life that could be construed or exaggerated into ‘colourful’ anecdotes because marketing men think that is what book buyers want. In between the vainglorious boasts was a picture of a man who studied hard but could be easily distracted. Most of us can identify with that, can’t we?
The pain and the messing around of the punting public is almost endless. Seasons begin with weeks if not months of guesswork, and finish with great unpredictability. Weeks go by with nothing but rubbish offered, except for weekends, when there is too much good stuff for the sane man to even contemplate.
For every one you call right, you’ll four wrong if not six. For almost every punter it is not much different to the grinding attrition of the roulette wheel.
The real tribute of the lowly punter is the endurance of human hope. When I look at betting shops on a Saturday I sometimes think: What could these stalwarts achieve if they applied their efforts to something other than this ridiculous farce?We may never know.
Yes, depression is inevitable. It is usually short-lived though.
Take today. I thought: OK, the Scoop6 is £4million. I ought to have a go even though I know it is designed to be impossible.
The hard thing for most punters will be not only going out on the first leg, but going out on a McCoy shot at 14/1!
The game is full of unpleasant sods’ law. Always has, always will be. One has long periods when one feels elevated from what McCririck calls ‘the sufferers’, but in the end you will be back there.
The game can be exciting and beautiful. But the whole shebang is dependent on almost everyone losing almost all the time. It is designed to that purpose and almost everyone involved in it is compelled to connive to that end. Never forget that.
The finish was like a mad Class 6 scrimmage at Brighton in June.
I had On His Own.
Earlier I had Apache Jack and before that Montbazon. I went through the Grand Annual form looking for decent weights. Got that wrong.
Rather a lot of work for what it gives back is Cheltenham. I’ve won more money more easily on a Thursday night at Wolverhampton. Fun moments though…
As oon as I put down a good bet on Capt Conan I had a feeling that one of my Cheltenham Fiascos was at hand…
I thought My Tent was in trouble when Kate Miller had AP on her Mugs Away! segment during the adverts. He tipped it and she said Hills were pushing him out to 5s for mobile customers. Buh-bye!
I watched it in a bookies in South London. Seven punters turned from the FOBTs. One, a Jamaican, had evidently had a large bet on MTOY. ‘Here come McCoy, see McCoy, see him, see him. HERE COME MCCOY!’
He was terribly disappointed. Another punter, dressed in a suit, stormed out. I had small itch in the morning to back My Tent but I resisted and after Miller on Mugs Away! I further demurred and then just watched.I had one bet on Ruby’s in the first plus a few accumulators that you know are losers before you put them on. I eased myself into the first day. Doing the week the other way round: Start off very carefully and build up to lunacy.
I agree with Ginger (!). But the sport and the sport’s media has steadily become more sterile, in the sense of characters vanishing and smooth and unchallenging views and personalities taking over. Most people here appeared to dislike McCririck but he was a good character for the sport and a damn good racing journalist. The dreary, PC-minded bores who run the media now just couldn’t bear anyone talking out of turn. So you end up with people who are all basically the same with the same assumptions.
There is never enough about the spice of racing: punting. You hear only about the massive bets, which only adds to the public perception that it’s a mug’s game.
The intricacies of form study can never be sold to a public with short attention spans and now well used to instant gratification.
The Turf’s greatest strength, contrary to the Racing Post and the BHA, is the fact that it hasn’t changed ie become like other sports. No-one in their right minds wants to see it become like football, now a moronic force in the country.
The Racing Post over the years has knocked dressed codes and social stratifications and so on, but this is part of the novelty.Racing’s *difference* is its selling point. It needs to retain character and characters, not have them smoothed over.
