Posted on 31 Mar 2010 at 23:52 PM by
markyourcard
Isn’t it strange how some days you can wake up with a stinking hangover despite not a drop having past your lips the night before. Well that’s what happened to me every morning courtesy of just about the roughest Cheltenham in my personal memory. By the final day and yet more scanning through the form book asking “how the hell did that one win?” my thoughts were set on just one thing .. ‘Real Racing’ without all those stupid little obstacles in the way, Doncaster, even Meydan here I come. Unfortunately there was a weeks worth on post Cheltenham, pre Doncaster ‘rubbish’ to get through with the likes of Kelso, Plumpton and Wolverhampton serving up ‘burger van’ quality fare and no matter how much ‘sauce’ Gina Bryce poured over it I’m still left with a nasty taste in my mouth. I find the racing industry always has a knack of serving up a much needed distraction and once again they didn’t disappoint …
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