Annoying bog standard slow going cost us the race yesterday at Southwell, with our sprint-bred selection leading into the final furlong only to be overhauled by two late runners. We beat the price by a mile, and those of you that know your stats know that if you keep backing 13/2 shots that are sent off 7/2, it's only a matter of time before you're quids in.
A weird bumper card on the fibresand today, and the other two look like being called off. We'll hold our fire today. Lokking ahead, though, it seems as if we'll have a busy weekend, weather permitting.
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