We are into the Autumn carnival of 2010 now so I think it time we discuss the early market for the richest race in the world for two year olds, the famous Golden Slipper. I find myself drawn to sprint races over all others as typically the faster horses are more competitive more often in these races and that makes things a little more predictable (from my perspective). The choice for a jockey to take a sit and sprint play is somewhat minimised due to the shortness of the 1000 and 1200 meter races. A quality horse is usually capable of running out a quick 1200 meters without falling in a heap before the finish line. I like to call this shorter race distance hypothesis my ‘theory of predictability’.

The only issues I have found with this over the years is that two year olds like any young children can be erratic which puts a gapping hole in my previously mentioned theory of predictability.

To back up the above I have also developed the following for two year olds, which I call my ‘Theory of Breed-ability’. In most two year old races I like to go with a horse that is paying above $8.00 – $10.00 but has good breeding. In most early two year old races you can usually find something that has finished 3rd – 6th in a barrier trial or hasn’t set the world on fire in its first race so no one rates it in the market. If you have a look through the form there is usually something there you are able to get a good price on sit back and hope for some money.

Take my early thought for this years Golden Slipper. Military Rose was thrown by General Nediym which on its own is nothing to sneeze at but its Dam is out of Flying Spur who himself won the 1995 Slipper and has had more then one descendant win the race. This to me is good breeding, the other part that impressed me is the race times this filly has been putting in.

Currently sitting at $12 on sportingbet.com.au’s current Golden Slipper Market it is looking like an unplucked peach.

I like it but you may have another opinion, would love to hear it.

Current Golden Slipper Market thanks to Sportingbet.com.au (updates here)

Solar Charged 7
Beneteau 8
Military Rose 12
Psychologist 13
Elimbari 15
Chance Bye 15
Hinchinbrook 17
Run For Wilson 18
Georgette Silk 20
Shaaheq 21
My Amelia 21
Actrice 26
Manahara 26
Legalistic 26
Maules Creek 26
Mafia Miss 31
Ambers Waltz 31
Thegoodandthegreat 31
Skilled 35
Divorces 35
Intertidal 35
Evidentia 35
Hiatus 35
Dove Lake 41
Needs Further 41
Rockabee Miss 41
Echoes Of Heaven 41
Gold Arena 41
More Strawberries 41
Snap Dragons 41
Polska 51
Altius 51
Obsequious 51
Marmaa 51
Follonica 51
Ardeche 51
Legally 51
Mutamayez 51
Quinlans Passage 51
Ilovethiscity 51
Eucumbene 51
My Man Of War 51
Miss Celebrate 51
Ebony Rock 51
Sultah 51
Pellizotti 51
Hautto 51
Blue Lotus 51
Pressday 51
Queens Fashion 51
Military Blonde 51
Shrapnel 61
Our Freedom 61
Xaviers Dream 61
Jigsaws 61
Brightexpectations 61
Offshore Sham 61
Triple Crown 61
Bell Trees 61
Ridotto 61
Tango Valentino 71
Muktashef 71
Revenged 71
Salivate 71
Snip N Paste 71
Miss Gai Flyer 71
Moon Lake 71
Multahem 71
Porto Cristo 71
Stratcombe 71
Mulu Miss 71
Nakata 71
Chiliad 71
Christmas 71
Chic And Easy 71
Carved In Stone 71
Charing Cross 71
Catgotyourtongue 71
Cosmo Gal 71
Cosmic Causeway 71
Citigal 71
Botticelli Angel 71
Bedhrah 71
Vecheka 71
Ganda 71
Zutara 71
Eurynome 71
Junood 71
Disposed 71
Empress Milly 71
Boto Vermelho 71
Anacheeva 71
Balustrade 71
April In Venice 71
Allthekingshorses 71
French Rose 71
Flying Charlie 71
Hamel 71
Milanesa 71
Wolfofwallstreet 71
Halekulani 71
End Of Time 71
Fashion 71
Corvidae 71
Tizona 71
Trisara 71
Mastamho 71
Master Of Reality 71
Sister Havana 71
Renewed Vitality 71
Rock Of Fortune 71
Royal Battalion 71
Roulettes 71
Salutations 71
Reckons 71
Manicero 71
Texan 71
Technicolour 71
Mikoyan 71
Lone Rock 71
Tropicana Lady 71
Curonian 71
Crossbow 71
Crystal Empire 71
Kentucky Belle 71
Silent Reward 81
Protector 81
Lifetime Honor 81
Gigstar 81
Giresun 81
Al Aseel 81
Chinkara Dancer 81
Bound For Stardom 81
Debut 81
Cristallo 81
Conch 81
Asterix 81
Arboreta 81
Cricketer 81
Count Your Fingers 81
Cosmonaut 81
Butt Im Ready 81
Port Augusta 81
Sun Glow 81
Miss Fiona 81
Renounce 81
Mossing 91
Barangaroo 91
La Hdood 91
Lohan 91
Skordst 101
Toms Choice 101
Circle Of Power 101
Tropicana Girl 101
Trapani 101
Without Peer 101
Vader 101
Supurvera 101
Tale Of Thunder 101
Outlook Express 101
Kerchings 101
Private Show 101
From London 101
Pinnacle Ridge 101
Reventon 101
Battle Ready 101
Quidnunc 101
Bentleys Best 101
Rosetti 101
Milestone 101
Kingfisher 101
Lady Off The Ranch 101
Lonchero 101
Etinceler 101
Quadrella Girl 101
Mac Chois 126
Cyndiana Star 126
Raseed 126
Mr Hong Kong 126
Engine 126
Toolbag 126
The Last General 126
Jomar Star 126
Unanimously 151
Beyond A Shadow 151
Excellence 151
Andromache 151
Laud Bentley 151
Across The Moon 151
Halos Image 151
Jeroboam 151
Jellicle Cats 151
Wilful Default 151
So Detached 151
Prince Charmant 151
Star Demon 151
Poetic Justice 151
Quasera 151
Saint Eros 151
Rockaway Star 151
Queen Commander 151
Ralfiennes 151
Merger Benefits 151
Three Star General 151
Magnum Force 151
Plastic Fantastic 151
Extra Celestial 151
Cant Be Doubted 151
Big Sunday 201
Found The One 201
Nachtanzs Secret 201
Dig Dirt Toni 201
Corleon 201
Kuroda Field 201
Sensational Spirit 201
Sienna Gold 201
Crimson Ribbon 201
Cuddles For Naara 201
Circus Rock 251
Malbun 251
Paese Commands 251
Good Hunting 251
Savodara 301
Speron Doro 301
Im Lovely 351
Setta Rocks 351
Tamaka 401
Sam I Am 401

Well well a pretty big day for me as I enjoyed my first ever live UFC event. As the afternoon wore on I felt that a celebratory drink or two may not be out of place. Please follow the most exciting activities as follows.

First pub was awesome

After the first location we decided to ‘upgrade’

Then things get a little bit nuts at the last location…. brace yourselves!

CAUSE ITS SHUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Welcome to the ‘biggest’ city in our nation….. no wonder they can’t win shit!

As I prepare for the trip out to Acer Arena for my first live UFC event I have some thoughts I would like to get out of the way. Random thoughts on yesterdays wheigh ins and Q & A session with UFC President Dana White…

1.
At the Q & A session about a thousand people asked for free tickets. Gees people, do yourself a favour and by freaking tickets like every other prick had to!

2.
If you arrive an hour late to the Q & A, are a wog, wearing some sort of singlet, have tough stickers all over your arms and sound like a retard I suggest you sit there and shut the hell up. Instead of yelling out “get Fedor in the UFC” sounding like a wog moron! The question was asked and answered earlier… not our problem you are to tight to by fight club membership!

3.
If you wear an affliction shirt this does not make you tough, if you have tattoos (tough stickers) all over your arms it does not make you tough, If you ask Dana about fighting in the UFC you are a delusional moron.

4.
If you see some dude, lets say Bruce Buffer, do not run to the front like a giggling school girl and beg for a photo with him. People who do this are so freaking gay I can’t even comprehend what goes on in their piss poor excuse for a brain.

5.
This is the best I could do in regards to a photo…. yes I suck!

See if I can do better for the fights?

In case you have been living under a rock the UFC is on its way to Australia! As always our good friends at sportingbet.com.au have offered a market on a number of the fights on the card. Prices are subject to change of course but there are some good odds in there for you.

Australia’s own George Sotiropoulos is on the card fighting the tough Joe ‘Daddy’ Stevenson. This will prove a tough test for George but the home fans may well assist in a bit of an upset here.

Main Card – From 1pm Brisbane time on ONE HD for FREE

Heavyweight Bout: Antonio Rodrigo Nogueira (1.91) vs. Cain Velasquez (1.87)
Middleweight Bout: Wanderlei Silva (1.72) vs. Michael Bisping (2.10)
Lightweight Bout: Joe Stevenson (1.38) vs. George Sotiropoulos (3.00)
Light Heavyweight Bout: Keith Jardine (2.15) vs. Ryan Bader (1.68)
Heavyweight Bout: Mirko Filipović (1.68) vs. Ben Rothwell (2.15)

Preliminary Card Starts at 11am Sydney time

Light Heavyweight Bout: Elvis Sinosic vs. Chris Haseman
Light Heavyweight Bout: Stephan Bonnar vs. Krzysztof Soszynski
Welterweight Bout: Chris Lytle vs. Brian Foster
Middleweight Bout: C.B. Dollaway vs. Goran Reljic
Light Heavyweight Bout: James Te-Huna vs. Igor Pokrajac

I enjoy a good smashing every now and then and the following entertained me.

Fashionistas are freaks, phoneys and airheads

GEORGE PITCHER – London Telegraph

This wholly pointless and sordid industry has a highly inflated opinion of itself, argues George Pitcher

It’s obviously sad that the fashion designer Alexander McQueen has died.

It’s especially sad that apparently he should have taken his own life, at the tender age of 40 and in the pomp of his career; a creatively unfulfilled but widely loved man, whom darkness enveloped after the loss of his beloved mother.

But could I also just say this: the fashion industry that he dominated is one of the least attractive legal activities on earth, populated by weirdo artists, freakish PRs and emaciated and mentally disordered models. To be even tangentially exposed to it is to enter a world of phoneys and airheads, mutually massaging the pointlessness of each other’s professional existence, self-regarding to a degree that would make Narcissus blush, committed only to ripping off a market made docile by cocaine, champagne and the odd canape. Fashion is a chimera of a real industry, the absence of which would harm no one other than its self-serving catamites and courtesans. It is a disgusting place to make a living.

There. I just thought I’d make that clear, because nobody else seems to have done so over the past couple of days.

Indeed, we may have gleaned the impression that Mr McQueen, who seems to have been a very nice man personally, was engaged in some sort of global mission to improve the human condition, such as developing a cure for malaria or a tractable maize crop for the Third World.

Or that he was a proper artist, a Renaissance man under the patronage of a latter-day Medici, rather than a Savile Row seamster who got lucky creating absurd costumes that no real women, outside the swollen bubo of haute couture, would ever wear in real life.

But, allegedly, it was his influence on the clothes that we really do wear that was so profound.

It’s here that I have to say that I chuckled at the story of McQueen’s demise and I hope he would forgive me for doing so.

I had just flicked on the TV in my hotel room and there was some moist-eyed fashonista popsicle being asked about his legacy.

“He changed the silhouette of trousers forever,” she replied earnestly, her voice almost breaking with emotion.

I kid you not.

“The bumster for me is what defined McQueen,” Michael Oliveira-Salac, the director of Blow PR (I promise I’m not making these names up), and a friend of McQueen, told the BBC.

So let’s be clear. McQueen’s lasting contribution to this mortal world was to make what is commonly known as Builder’s Bottom highly fashionable.

We might expect a posthumous honour from Her Majesty for his contribution to visible underwear. But I gather that even this is disputed.

My 19-year-old son Freddie, no slouch when it comes to slouch-wear, tells me that the wearing of trousers that are falling down comes from “gangstas” in ghettos, who wore baggy hand-me-downs to show they had bigger brothers.

But here we go; no sooner are we drawn in to the detail than we find ourselves arguing about the provenance of a style of underwear-exposing trousers, as though a life’s work can be distilled into the moon over Gluteus Maximus, if only it could be expressed so poetically.

This is what people in the fashion industry do to you. They make you start thinking that seeing the top of someone’s bottom is in some way important.

They are clothes horses with rocking-horse brains.

I hope McQueen was bright enough to be enjoying his own joke and that he enjoys it still from his gilt-gold chair by the great catwalk in the sky. But I do wish those he’s left behind would grow up.

Since the untimely death of Diana, Princess of Wales, celebrity-mourning has got really out of hand.

The death of anyone well-known in any supposedly glamorous industry is treated as a national tragedy, when in reality their achievements should be recorded in the obituary columns alongside architects and civil servants. Otherwise, we have no reverential slack to take up when someone of real national importance expires.

And the true damage is done to the reputations of flaky former celebs themselves. Had McQueen’s life been recorded in a measured and appropriate way, it would have retained some dignity.

As it is, we’ve had to consider the silhouette of trousers as though it ranks with the irrigation of Sudan or a cure for cancer.

And that just makes him look a complete prat.

It nearly proved to be the case. A slight mix up with the grim reaper nearly had me gooooonnnnee but he realised his mistake before I opened up a can of whip ass on him. After an unanticipated day in hospital I was released under my own recognisance to further survive without the massive hospital bills.

Word to those who have never had their wisdom teeth removed. It freaking sux. I sit here now three days after the event wondering when the hell I will ever be able to chew anything ever again.

After sucking down scrambled eggs and anything else I can think of that has the consistency of cow turd for the last 3 days I have had enough. Tonight I tried some vegemite toast with the crust cut off. To my surprise I am now in excruciating pain and am wondering how the grim reaper can be called back into action.

Help me, I need suggestions for food I can eat without chewing.

Well today is the big day. After 2 months of ‘the toothache of death’ (good name for a band) I am off to have my four wisdom teeth yanked. Thanks to my genes I have the toughest jaw on the planet which will require a chisel to split each tooth in half before each halve is yanked.

Again, due to toughness the doctor suggests I go under general aesthetic less I punch the living snot out of the nursing staff during the procedure if I were awake. As a result I must sign over the rights of this web site to the people for a short period.

As I write this I am looking at some general information on general anesthetics and from the sounds I am in for one whacky ride. Unconsciousness followed by euphoric high but my major concern was a little snippet I read as follows….

“To help control pain during and after surgery, your anaesthetist may give you strong painkillers. These can be injected through your cannula, or given as a suppository – a tablet inserted into your rectum (back passage).”

What the F#ck!!!!??? Does this mean while I am asleep some unknown creature may insert something somewhere?

Someone help me….

Live long and prosper