Originally Posted by
ghostrider
The grand national is more of a lottery of horses.
Basically the fences and grouping can dictate the outcome on many occasions.
I think you and I know that horse racing is one dodgy carry on...just a large scale greyhound type carry on.
Of course most of it will be sort of legit but the rest of it all is littered in doping, deliberate conditioning/unconditioning to certain tracks being a bit more iffy than others..
Basically insider stuff to play pass the parcel among those who are higher up.
I think you'll know the score with all this if you're into this stuff... and so will most others.
It simply isn't a fair game... but of course you're going to get horses that legitimately win from legitimate people. It's not all corrupt, just like football is not all corrupt.
That goes for almost everything. The good the bad and the ugly of anything that creates favour, stance or fortune.
We all know football is monetary dodgy. It slaps us all in the face like a big wet stinking fish every day.
Sepp Blatter and Platini...etc.....etc....etc.
Dodgy ref's the world over.
In house betting.
The list is endless.
The thing is, to ensure people spend money you have to create many scenarios to relieve them of it whilst not showing your hand as to that being the case...and in fact making it appear that the game is ultra fair and to the point of this "bet responsibly" carry on and all the rest.
There are no skint bookies because the overall betting of anything is always stacked in the favour of the bookmakers.
In the case of one singled out football team/club...that one football team/club can be the catalyst to create one hell of a changed mindset in betting and bums on seats, because it creates hope where many fans saw little.
That's my thoughts.
It doesn't mean I'm stating facts. I'm merely stating a theory based on eyebrow raising, gut feeling or hunch, down to coincidence overload.
I do understand that a miracle can seem to come about once in a few score of years.
You know..... a tabloid piece on a man who takes his wife to a top floor restaurant 100 storey's high where a gas blast blows a kitchen stove towards their table and tips it up but forces her and her husband towards a window which shatters.
They both get thrown out with this table and stove above them.
They plummet towards the ground, but luckily a large gust of wind slams the side of the building half way down and manages to blow both people into the only open window in the building that was being changed at that very time.
Once they land back into the building, they land on mattresses that were being stored in that part, which made them both bounce out of the other side of the building through a window that shattered due to the man having a metal leg which flew off and smashed the window ahead of them.
They plummet down the building and land on a big shop awning below then bounce off that into the back of a parked truck full of mattresses that were about to be delivered to the very floor they flew in and out of....followed by the man's false leg which lands beside them, which he puts back on and they dust themselves down and take the elevator back up to the restaurant where they re-order their meals and enjoy a free bottle of bubbly........a Bolangers which is what this story is....yet is nearly on par with Leicester....except Leicester has a few extra jaw dropping extras. :D
That's just the way I see this stuff.
We're all different in many ways in how we perceive stuff.
The only thing is, there's no direct proof of any of it, except for lots of eyebrow raising on a big scale, which counts for nothing other than that....but does create interesting talking points for those who care to dissect it, as is being done, which makes for decent craic and debate..