Just as my confidence was ebbing away and I was beginning to come to the conclusion that I just am not reading the form precisely or consistently at the moment - Harrison George steps up to the plate to win a nice sum for me in decisive fashion. Early Betfair odds of 12-1 made it a pleasurable winning sum but other selections on the day were frankly - same old, same as... bloody awful!
I still believe something is amiss in my brain at the moment and I'm just not clicking with the form guide. Tomorrow should be one of my favourite racing days of the year with no less than SEVEN Group 1's at Longchamp to ponder upon. As it happens though I am wondering whether to quarantine myself from betting as the ground will be at its muddy worst and my access to television pictures is none existent unless I go raid my mothers abode or have a casual jog to and from the local betting shop and look stingy by not placing a bet. (Sorry Totesport but you are cretins at providing me with likable odds).
I will see how I feel and fair in my mindset in the morning but I am reluctant to place any bets unless I am ALMOST certain that my horse will be thriving and putting his/her best foot forward on the day. If I am backing a big price, the worst result I want is "ooouch CLOSE!!"
Check back for an update in the morning!