Dear reader,
Here are tomorrow’s Laying System lays, subject to being 3/1 or shorter:
Lingfield
3.10 Greek Easter
Ascot
1.40 Lough Derg
2.50 Prince De Bersy
12.20 Rebel Rhythm
12.55 Haditovski
Flake
2.05 Sharp Belline
12.10 Walamo
Weather Front
1.50 Final Veto
Best Regards
Matt
Me again, dear reader, and time is against me alas. I have an hour to write this, pack and get ready for my annual pilgrimage to a vertiginous ice covered natural disaster in waiting. Yes, that’s right, tomorrow I will be skiing… Woohoo!
Now you may or may not have noted the degree of cynicism that often emanates from the physiognomy of yours truly, but - believe me - few things excite me like my trip to the cold zone each year.
Let me think… There’s the day before Cheltenham (pant wettingly exciting), the day the declarations come out for the Grand National (embarrassingly geekily exciting), and the eve of my ski holiday (oh boy, I feel like engaging in a sexual act… can I say that on here? [Of course you can, it's your blog - Ed]).
So, I shall be in France for Chrimbo. And that means limited access to my usual accounts and facilities which enable me to share my (occasional) racing thoughts, and sundry other bluster, with you.
‘Why are you telling me this, Bisogno?’, I hear you yell… well, OK, I can’t actually hear you, but metaphorically I can. Because you’re probably asking the rule number one of marketing; the old ‘are you tuned into WII FM?’, as it were.
[WII FM: What's In It For Me]
Sheesh, yikes, stop prevaricating and cut to the chase, would you Captain Blogger?!
All right, the long and short of it is this: in the interests of expediency and seasonal bonhomie, I shall be posting my daily TrainerTrackStats selections here on the blog from tomorrow for the week.
Oh, and the short of it is me… Little man, you see.
Some Friday Fun before I whizz off, and you may already be aware of America’s second favourite dysfunctional family. Personally, I’ve come late to the party, and enjoy these chaps immensely, especially Stewie (the baby), who one uncharitable chum of mine suggested bore more than a passing resemblance to your humble scribe, in attitude if not physical presentation.
I hope you like these: especially look out for the ‘this is not theatre’ towards the end, and ask yourself - as I asked myself - ‘why the hell is that so funny?!!’
Have a very Merry Christmas, my ethereal friends, and I’ll hope to catch up with you very soon…
Matt