Look, I know ...

you're out with the cat-ladies and illegal office-cleaners, but surely your collective wisdom can steer us towards a placed horse in tomorrow's Beecher Chase?  Give us the benefit of your wisdom.  If you're wrong I wont bear a grudge for more than 99 years.  Or have your grave sprayed with liquid manure.  And have 30 professional mourners from Bulgaria spit on your ashes.  Trust me.