Ah yes, the time is here. The Arc is over, so little else of the glorified greyhound racing remains; only an event in America where they prove that point. Zarkava: she may be special...but she's no Fiddling The Facts.
It's time for the evenings to grow shorter, and the Saturday lie-ins as well. There's real racing to be watched. Heck, it's already starting. Already, a promising Irish novice hurdler from last year is out for this season; it can only be a matter of time before the others follow.
Soon, all the old debates will be back. Headstrong will tell us about stable whispers down in the Horse & Kettle, Shadow will remind us what a top trainer Edgy is, An Capall will speak in shadowy terms about a bumper and, eventually, we will all agree that Katchit is shite and that Sizing Europe would have pissed all over him before contracting horse plague running down the hill. Warbler will write 10,000 words on none of the above or, indeed, nothing in particular. And someone will ponder Rooster Booster's chances this year. Desert Orchid will rate this year's contenders through the poor old beast, and still give him a +. Every day, we will watch some plodder splash through the mud and win a maiden hurdle and someone will ask, "Is he a Cheltenham horse?" And then someone will disagree. And then every thread will contain a similar discussion until someone brings up Nick Dundee and Looks Like Trouble and everyone takes the bait.
Yes, it's National Hunt time....
It's time for the evenings to grow shorter, and the Saturday lie-ins as well. There's real racing to be watched. Heck, it's already starting. Already, a promising Irish novice hurdler from last year is out for this season; it can only be a matter of time before the others follow.
Soon, all the old debates will be back. Headstrong will tell us about stable whispers down in the Horse & Kettle, Shadow will remind us what a top trainer Edgy is, An Capall will speak in shadowy terms about a bumper and, eventually, we will all agree that Katchit is shite and that Sizing Europe would have pissed all over him before contracting horse plague running down the hill. Warbler will write 10,000 words on none of the above or, indeed, nothing in particular. And someone will ponder Rooster Booster's chances this year. Desert Orchid will rate this year's contenders through the poor old beast, and still give him a +. Every day, we will watch some plodder splash through the mud and win a maiden hurdle and someone will ask, "Is he a Cheltenham horse?" And then someone will disagree. And then every thread will contain a similar discussion until someone brings up Nick Dundee and Looks Like Trouble and everyone takes the bait.
Yes, it's National Hunt time....