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York Races Sat 12th June (DDCR)

On a stag do this Saturday with loads of Belfast boys of the non England supporting persuaion. Should be ace but will be on the train back in time for the Game. Meanwhile Dock, ive a house and a  Mrs for potential slavery to stake on some nags, tips now please  
bearing

Re: York Races Sat 12th June (DDCR)

Late Doors wrote:
On a stag do this Saturday with loads of Belfast boys of the non England supporting persuaion. Should be ace but will be on the train back in time for the Game. Meanwhile Dock, ive a house and a  Mrs for potential slavery to stake on some nags, tips now please  


Blimey Guv, thought you were offering Mrs. LD to Dock as a some kind of slave then...

*books optician appointment*
Dock

I shall puruse my Saturday paper and be in radio contact LD.
Late Doors

Ta. I really like the races. dont back em at home as a rule but i love watching them as they come out. Really i haven't a chuffing clue what im looking for but if they look grand, steady, confident and slightly strutty i'm in. Couple that with a decent form guide and bang -  ten bob on no messing. Any news from you and i might, just might raise it to a quid........each way.
Dock

On the whole LD, most of the big trainers will be waiting for Royal Ascot the week after, but you'll still see some decent racing. I was talking to a mate today who mentioned one of Luca Cumani's called 'Sourmash' which may be running at York on Saturday. No more info, but as I say, I'll give you a call.

THE ABOVE IS NOT A TI, OH FORGET IT!  
bearing

No tips Dock, I'm very disappointed!

You do a post about racing and there's not even a sniff of a selection.
sheeps

You lot never learn  
bearing

Wadda yer mean 'you lot'?
sheeps

'you lot' that's what I mean, 'you lot'
Pond Life

Us lot? Or them lot?
sheeps

The lot with you lot in.

Are you lot fucking thick or what?
Pond Life

What is the question again?
bearing

sheeps wrote:
The lot with you lot in.

Are you lot fucking thick or what?


So then, which lot are thick?
Dock

I'll let LD tell you about how he acted on my suggestion that I pm'd him last night. See below for pm.  

Start:
Hiya LD,

Hope you're looking forward to the world cup. Can't wait, apart from I've drawn Nigeria in the sweepstake where I volunteer. FFS!  

I had a glance at the form for York tomorrow. A lot of the races are big fields of 19-20 horses, so I never tend to bet when they're cavalry charges like that. Two I would personally go for though: 'Distant Memories' ridden by Jamie Spencer in the 2.40 and then 'Solicitor' ridden by Joe Fanning in the 3.50. I'd also do each way bets. Anyway, happy hunting! Have a great day mate, and I hope the Irish lads enjoy it.

REMEMBER, THESE ARE WHAT I WOULD GO FOR PESONALLY. THEY ARE NOT TI, OH FORGET IT!
End    

can I also say that I know our Huddersfield hero, from radio contact earlier this afternoon, had a belter of a winner.  
bearing

Didn't fecking furnish us with these rips did you.
Late Doors

What a fab day. Got the 11.59 and it was already chocca with groups coming over from Lancashire to York. Lads jovially cracking the tinnies open amongst the suitcases piled all over the place as this is the Manchester airport trans Pennine line. It stopped in Dewsbury to pick up a gang of beautifully dressed gals in their summer finery before picking up at least double the amount of people already on the train in Leeds. Arrived in York 12.45 and had a chat to a mate of mine from Hudders who runs the flower stall in York station concourse. He tells me he’s already seen loads of lads from Hudders come through.

Had a little stroll round York to begin with. York is a lovely place at the worst of times but in summer it really comes alive. Some fantastic pubs and alfresco quaffing places and a steady stream of people all heading towards the station buses or the leafy 25 minute walk to the knavesmire course.

The rest of the lads I was meeting up with were in York for the weekend and had already been on the lash a good day. I met them outside the entrance and was presented with a stag t shirt   . Not my normal cup of tea but it would have been rude not to wear it so on it went, green and white loads of Irish names on it   , just what I needed on an England world cup day amongst thousands of testosterone up English  lads on the piss in the sun   .

Now anybody who’s ever been to the races on the weekend in the sunshine will know what I mean when I make a passing mention of the jaw dropping mesmerising array of wonderfully groomed Phillies about the place and I am not talking about the paddock or stables. For any of you Jet Buchanan types I would imaging it would be akin to a day out for Billy Bunter in Willy Wonkas chocolate factory. For the rest of us it was a simply a veritable feast for the eyes in a purely appreciative non drooling sort of way of course   .

I’d not met a lot of the other stag do lads before but some of them seemed a bit cock sure in that modern way portrayed in various male grooming product and Wikid ads. You know the type? Post Grad city types with more money than manners whose facebook interests include French Literature and extreme cage fighting just in case any posh birds or other Millwal fans are looking in. One of them won 50 quid on a race and went into snarling fist clenched frenzy     . I vanished and spent most of the day wondering around on my own bumping into the odd lad from Hudders and having an occasional 3 pound fifty    pint of Fosters with some of the Irish Lads.

The atmosphere was brilliant all over. Every body on their best “enjoy the day” behaviour, dress code ranging from the immaculate in the county stand to smart casual in the tatts and open compounds, I didn’t drink a great deal, mainly because I knew there was a long day ahead but also because a day at the races is such an enjoyable event it just doesn’t seem right to cane it.

As the day went on though it was clear I was in the minority with my temperance. Gangs of lads an lasses from all over the country got louder and louder, Scousers, Jocks, Brummies, Geordies and of course Tykes from all over the county just having a good old day out…ace  

As far as betting goes I’m a bit careful. I don’t bother at home and stretch to a fiver with a course bookie when actually at the races. To me the Tote is a bit sterile and detracts from the occasion. I didn’t even bet on the first race and lost a fiver on the 2.40. This, despite the pm from Dock that I ignored. Of course I blame sheeps for grossly undermining our star tipsters low down and completely discrediting his credentials. So the way I see it sheeps owes me 15 quid as Docks horse romped home about 3-1.    

The next race was the big one and as it was called the Reg Griffin memorial I pushed the boat out with a tenner on the nose for Dandie Nicholls nag Victoire de Phylpa. Dock has also mentioned this trainer on North Yorks courses before so I banged it on at 10-1 on the nose. The fella next in line put twenty on each way and immediately the 10-1 was slashed to 11-2. Well it won in a good finish and I duly collected my 110 quid, what a feeling   .

I actually only put three more fivers on the next  three races and got a second with Rojos Boy, alas I again ignored Docks advice to go each way so by the end of the day I was 90 quid up, not too bad at all.

The main thing was that it was such a great day out as it always is at the Races. Particularly a weekend meet at the Knavesmire in the summer sunshine. Thousands of ordinary folk almost exclusively I have to say white working/middle class punters intent on a good day out, their way.

I almost hesitated to say that but it’s a fact that race meetings are not attended by any other demography on the whole. There is no issue there either, no intent and no agenda just a simple statement of social observation. Its not as if there isn’t in the bookies is it? I wish there were more ethnic visitors but there isn’t…so fck em , their loss.

As the day went on chants of Engerland filled the air, a few Marching on Togethers filtered through and if you believed the hysterical media hype about this type of crowd on the lash you could have expected it all to kick off. Of course it didn’t, it remained impeccable.

Another great aspect of the races, particularly York is the layout and organisation.  Loads of clean comfortable bars and beer stalls, lots of at least edible tucker, very little queuing, loads of toilets,  Alcohol free areas at the track side and a large space set aside further down the course for alfresco supping and picnics.  A massive refreshing change from an average day at a footy game where the default position is every fan is a scumbag until proven otherwise therefore they will be treated as such.

I left after the penultimate race, after saying good bye to the rest of them and walked back into town.  Just caught the 5.40 Liverpool train home and was back in the local  an hour later. Terrific day that not even clown goal keepers, one dimensional forwards unimaginative midfielders and limited over rated defenders could spoil.
Dock

Great post LD, you really set the scene of a day at York Races. I'm totally with you regarding being against excessive drinking at the races, and Tote betting. I've never understood the Tote, and I never will. At York, the Tote betters are those dullards who never leave the inside bar and watch all the racing on a tv screen in order to be never more than ten steps from a bar, WTF?.  The trackside boys are the ones to bet with.
bearing

I was there LD, well spiritually on the back of your reportage I was.
Pond Life

Yes, thoroughly enjoyed that, and congrats on a good days earnings.

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