I had a bad day on the horses. Sundry awfulness, on my part mostly. But not entirely. My bet of the day at Fakenham, the jockey rode out my 10/1 horse for an easy success, whipping him home with verve and gusto.Only problem was they had another lap to go....It was that kinda day, ending up with my escape to glory being beaten in a photo-finish despite trading odds-on to win the photo.
I turned over for the football, somewhat drained. I said to myself on the 40 minute mark, "if City don't finish this now they're gonna regret it. If they don't score a third before half-time I'll lay them at 1:05 and back United at around 66/1." Instead I fell asleep and woke up as Pogba scored.
I rather feel these are runes that my 50/1 Master's bet, Patrick Reed, shouldn't ever, ever be reading..
I turned over for the football, somewhat drained. I said to myself on the 40 minute mark, "if City don't finish this now they're gonna regret it. If they don't score a third before half-time I'll lay them at 1:05 and back United at around 66/1." Instead I fell asleep and woke up as Pogba scored.
I rather feel these are runes that my 50/1 Master's bet, Patrick Reed, shouldn't ever, ever be reading..
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