HELLO, good evening and welcome to my blog. I trust you all enjoyed Whitlock crushing Jenkins last night. If this run of success continues I’ll be in the running for the next FORBES magazine Rich List. I can handle it. In my experience, the better connected you are, the easier life becomes.
My stigmata’s been playing up again lately. Bleeding nuisance it is. I was just preparing to peg out in croquet the other day and the next thing I knew there was blood all over the mallet. Frightful.
Still, I rose to the occasion and duly pegged out for my twelfth consecutive victory. It’s not a professional league as such, but the stakes are still high. My vanquished opponent ‘Dodgy’ Frank Smith gave me a bay horse, Gloof Akteree, for this particular victory, but the poor old nag was in dire straits – or at least it thought it was. It simply wouldn’t stop neighing Money For Nothing.
Once I’d cleaned myself up I treated Gloofy to some hay, a couple of sugar cubes, a carrot and a bucket of water. He’ll come in handy for my next game of polo as my last horse Dent’s Mamba was reminiscent of a jelly/sponge/cream/hundreds & thousands dessert laced with Jamaican rum - a trifle on the wild side.
I digress. Tomorrow’s football tip comes from the Championship. Poor old Micky Adams at Sheffield United – their fourth manager in seven months - just can’t buy a win. He’s inherited a poor side which has been stuck in a form vacuum for weeks. Portsmouth, conversely, are playing some of the best football they’ve produced since their ultimately triumphant FA Cup run in 2008 and are on a five-match winning streak.
TIP: Take the value on Portsmouth now as the Pompey Chimes will be ringing long and loud tomorrow. It won’t necessarily be pretty, but they’ll prevail over the Blades - providing the floodlights stay on long enough.
Good luck and happy punting!
Remember: Don't look a gift horse in the mouth – they suffer from horrendous halitosis.