That's because the Brat watched the game and said it wasn't so much that Canterbury won (the final score was 7-6 in their favour), but more that they failed to lose. C'mon, guys. That's not cool. Not sucking quite as much as your opposition? That's not victory. It's the absence of defeat.
Secondly, tomorrow is the Melbourne Cup. This is the one race a year I bet on, mainly because it's the one race a year I can bring myself to give a shit about. I love horses, but the sport of racing just doesn't do it for me.
Chances are I won't win anything, but I can't say I really care. There's just something about the Melbourne Cup that has captured my imagination since I first heard about Phar Lap (who, despite what the Aussies might say, was a New Zealand horse).
The whole of Australia screeches to a halt for this race. Melbourne Cup Day is a public holiday in the state of Victoria, in which the race is run. Most of New Zealand takes five minutes to watch the race (at 5pm our time). I'm no different. I'll be stopping in at my local TAB to watch the race on my way home from work.
So I did my standard "$2 each way on these three horses, please", with the following picks:
Septimus -- a likely favourite. Carrying lots of weight, decent barrier draw, like his form.
Nom de Jeu -- another front-runner. Stupid barrier draw (one! FFS, talk about trapped against the rail!), but nice form. Also like the name.
Newport -- chosen because I always pick a long shot and, well, Newport's just up the road from Cardiff and I'm a big ol' Torchwood fan. Yes, I usually have at least one pick in the Melbourne Cup that is for reasons this sad.
So yeah, the horses I pick will probably all have three legs and/or fall over and need to be shot. Then again, once every five years or so I'll have one come in and win me about half my stake back. Who cares -- this is the one race I just love. Bring it on.