All and all an excellent day at the private box on Doomben Racecourse at the weekend. A special cheers goes out to

1. Cheers to old mate niffy from the box next door who decided that the urinals and stalls are to far away (an extra 4 meters) and he would just prefer to piss in the sink. Right On!!!!! If your interested in which sink not to wash your hands in next time your in the box section let me know.

2. Cheers to security who kicked this group out not long after.

3. Cheers to Hawthorne who carried the weight of my money across the line for a sensational win.

4. Cheers to Niconero for finishing fourth and ruining my awesome 3 leg all up bet that would have come off had the ‘nero’ run third

5. Cheers to the hot immigrant worker chick who kept coming into our box to make sure we had enough beers.

6. Cheers to the sooky TAB operators in our section. The only smile he cracked all day was when I had $20 each way on Danzippo (A niff bet in the end)

7. Cheers to the Doctor who was dominated by me in our play fight. (making me bleed doesn’t constitute a victory kids).

8. Cheers to the Tounge and Doctor for organising the day.

9. Cheers to the boys who went and got something to eat and forgot about a starving SJ sitting at the Mustang bar all on his own.

10. Cheers to the Indian cabby who copped my ranting and raving about how Australia were going to destroy India in the upcoming test series.

11. Cheers to getting home and thinking that its about 3:00AM and realizing its only 11:30PM.

12. Cheers to baked beans on toast at 11:45PM.

13. Cheers to having a toilet withing 10 meters of my bedroom at 5:36AM (no, not for a spew)

14. Cheers to Panadol. Sweet paracetamol, eases the pain.