Bad Weekend of Sport for Panda
So a weekend that was supposed to deliver a good action packed weekend of sporting goodness ended up turning into one of my worst weekends
Let me begin by filling you in on why, as for some reason i have to write this down as it is annoying me and on Monday, with the Monday morning blues i see nothing else to do.
Friday 14th March.
Friday started with such huge promise, it was Cheltenham Gold Cup Day the highlight of jump racing in England. And after having a successful meet so far (Good Day 1 2 and 3) i was sat with a healthy £305 profit :D I was so thrilled after the two awesome days i had before. I was sat with £455 in my Sky Bet account and thinking wow....this is some high profit making. The day started off like the 3 days before that, i would read through horse form, read through a few websites for tips and see the values of the horses. However i was a bit mift as i saw no value anywhere, i didn't see any of the nice picks and secret tips i found the previous days. It all pointed to today being a day where the favorites (or 2nd favorites) would win their respective races and everyone would win. (In horse racing the way to beat bookies is bet big on favorites, if that happens the bookies lose ALOT, if they favorites lose..lets just say your Bookie is going to be your best friend). So with being up the money i was up (£305 if you forgot :D:D:D) i thought id start lumping some bets on the favorites. Just normal bets, in total was my standard £100 worth of bets over the 6 races of the day. Nice, now thats over with lets do a bit of work before the racing starts at 13:30 pm.
After having some dinner and watching a bit of CS:GO at IEM it was time, however my day was then made even better as i was then left with an empty office from this time too :D i was able to put the sound on and listen all afternoon chilling... what an amazing start to the weekend this will be....so i thought.
It began with the 13:30, a race in which the stream site i use to watch (as i am at work) we all tell each other our picks and fill everyone in with tips we have gotten aswell. Horse race followers are avid fans and really study form, think Moneyball film with Baseball and you have your standard horse racing fan. You study it's form, how its trainer is in form or not, is the jockey any good riding him, has he ran around this track before has he won at this distance, when did he last race, how well did that go, what ground was it on etcetcetc so much things to take into account. Anyway, we were all confident that today we would be beating the bookies and we all were saying our picks, my pick for the day had been backed by a few people in the chat as well which makes you feel more confident. He was also made into 2nd favorite for the race after starting around 3rd favorite beforehand. Short lived though, he was in midfield the whole race and then when he tried to make his move he didn't have the legs and finished around 6th place. I had him EW too which needed to finish top 4 and i would of gotten some money back >.< (and a profit)
Race 2, another well backed horse, started well smaller field needed top 3 to make a small profit and win for a good profit. Finished 4th after starting well and leading to then having no energy to get up the famous cheltenham hill
Race 3, another well backed horse i had picked, favorite in my eyes of the punters and co, started with bookies as 2nd favorite. Nice, this finishes 1st im going be finishing the week with a minimum of £300 profit. NICE!!!. Oh fuck it i thought, lets make a double after a bad first two races, the horse i picked this race and my Gold Cup picked horse (next race after this(race 4)) a cheeky £10 on to make even more profit. Race started and he is going around nicely in midfield waiting to make his move, 2 fences out he begins to make his move. Go on son im shouting in the empty office....however this was short lived after the final fence loomed he was sat in around 4th place...to make it even worst at this fence he decided to run into and fell (luckily both jockey and horse were fine) and another bet gone.
FUCK, double gone more bets gone, 3 races 3 loses, around £50 down already. FUCK IT, YOLO all this shit decided to come into my fucking retarded brain. Instead of thinking oh well, going be down to a £200 profit for the week no worries. I decided to fucking bet more!!!
I lumped more on my horse Bobs Worth in the 3:20 he was the favorite, he won my big money last year as he won this race, he has so much stamina that he is the king of Cheltenahm and the dreaded hill. The gold cup (if you clicked the wiki link above) is a 3 mile race, horses have to then for the last half a mile have to jump fences whilst going up hill, this is where Bobs Worth shines, he loves it. Fuck im down on money lets lump more onto Bobs Worth, by the time the race is about to start i have lumped £100 on Bobs Worth alone to win ;_;. Would of bailed me out and some of the failed day i had so far. Nice i thought, lets do this bobs worth.
(Note due to this fail jockey who i would hate, the racing would be delayed a while)
So it began, the race was at a nice pace and Bobs Worth was chilling in midfield ready to watch the rest of them fall away and then make his move in the last half a mile etc. Around they go and into the last mile they go.
Bobs Worth and the rest of the horses begin to make their moves around about 4 fences out, turning into a pure sprint now after 3miles of racing, last few fences Bobs Worth and 2nd favorite Silvinco Conti are neck and neck battling it out. What a race this is going to be!!....
Oh wait wtf who are these 3, what fuck off who what...omg WTF MOVE BOBS WORTH.
Im shouting and looking and thinking what on earth. 3 horses came from fucking no where to burst through to the front and battle it out. Bobs Worth just disappeared into the dust as these 3 stormed off to claim a 1-2-3.
OH FUCK, my awesome week just got raped. Im sat at a -£150 loss for the day and my £305 profit is now a £155 profit. Dammit!
The following 2 races were even worst than the rest! Horses didn't even feature and the fantastic work i made on days 1-2-3 had been wasted and the bookies won.
My profits of £305 turned into a profit of £100 BAD start to the end of the day.
Oh well, i thought off to the pub Friday night and start again Saturday morning with FOOTBALL :D
I overslept a bit on Saturday because its Saturday #YOLO.
Saturday 15th March
I awoke and made my microwave burger and grabbed a drink, booted up the PC and put the Hull City vs Man City game on.
WOW WTF, Man City down to 10men and 1-0 up?! 35minutes lelt, Hull normally score a few goals at home (Had a narrow 3-2 loss to Man Utd and beat Liverpool 3-1 at home!) Come on Hull, lets fucking do this! Lets grab a goal and finish 1-1 or even better lets go for it and try and win 2-1! Yes this could be fucking awesome. If Man City were to drop points here trying to chase down Chelsea who are 9 points ahead of them (Chelsea have played 3 games more than Man City) then it would be awesome, would put us clear top even if Man City would win their games in hand :D
However....my weekend of bad Chi or whatever would strike. I watched the shittest football i have seen from a team in the Premier league ever. It was 30minutes of pain watching Hull City trying to pass the ball and create some sort of chances for their 4 (in the end 5) strikers the had on the pitch. It was shocking football. And to top it off in the 90th minute Dzeko would run down the other end and score to make it 2-0 Man City. Man City won 2-0 with 10men (1 sent off) from the 10th minute of the game...away from home. WHAT!?
Oh well no worries Chelsea play away at Aston Villa on Saturday night football, nice. Time to game for an hour or 90minutes then sit in front of the TV and chill with the old man as i watch Chelsea. Sorted!
Or so i thought!
I would be watching the pre game show on TV awaiting for my old man to come back from where ever the fuck he went in the afternoon and he turned up with his mate (who is a Villa fan) and we all sat down to watch the game. Nice, more people to enjoy the game with. However my mum and my dads mates wife where there and they would not STFU through the whole match so i was extremely pissed about that but thats another story.
The game started and Chelsea had the ball the majority of it. Playing some nice passing in midfield but alas the final ball let us down and even when it didn't our amazing striker did. However about 10minutes in Torres got a beautiful ball by Dave played in and was in 1on1 with the keeper...YES, go on Nando son fucking....oh what offside damn fail. Replay pops up... WTF he is onside by like a fucking yard, wtf Linesman wtf, do you want glasses. Specsaevers heard of them? ffs.
BM at the TV just as if you would when you lose on the ladder :D
Rest of the half goes the same way, many offsides for Chelsea, yellow cards here and there. Frustration for Chelsea players as we just can't seem to make that one chance we needed. 40th minute they work a corner, it comes in a good delivery for once and it gets flicked onto the back post. Matic is there, bounces he hits it scuffs it. Has it gone ? What whats going on has time stood still. Everyone looking at each other, finally the ref points to say its a goal. YES COME ON!! 1-0 Yes, now it changes it. Villa can't /TURLE (/defend) they have to push out more, we can counter them and not the other way round. Nice, breathing space.
Oh what that fucking stupid linesman has his fucking flag up? No goal. OMG YOUR KIDDING. Fuck sake.........stupid linesman clearly is a Spurs fan or something (Spurs and Chelsea fans do not like eachother!)
Goal got disallowed (Correctly i must say but still sometimes these things aren't spotted....) and the half finished 0-0.
I would think ahh well, not bad, maybe if we fluke something bring on Ba replace stupid retard Torres we might get somewhere. To add to this i found out i would have to make my own tea for the night as my parents were going out and weren't making me any or getting a takeaway. Ok no worries, i'll order a small Papa Johns pizza (would of ordered a large but....bookies have my money )
2nd Half starts now, same as the first, Chelsea sat with 70% of the possession away from home trying to break the wall of Villa whilst not letting our slow defense gets brushed aside on the rare Villa counter attacks.
Bit of talk goes on between me, my old man and his mate (my mate too i used to work for him and he is family friend been to Vegas with him for my 21st etc). What happened next...was quite surreal, another reason when looking back i think how fucking bad my weekend was.
Whilst we were talking we said, ahh this Referee has had a good game, he has been fair whilst being strict as well. He booked a Villa defender after the first 4 minutes (rightly so because it was a bad challenge) but what happens normally is referee's don't follow that statement and let another challenge go a bit later on etc. But he didn't, he booked Willian the Chelsea winger for his first tackle and that was right, he then booked another Villa player for his first as well. Nice, we were complementing him well.
BOOM, weekend curse strikes!
If you quickly watch this clip you will see at the bemusement of everyone but Chelsea fans at WTF is the ref doing.
Willian brushes the Villa player slightly and maybe it was a freekick BUT the referee decided that this was worthy of a SECOND yellow card and sent him off! 60 minutes into the match and Chelsea are now sat with 10men because a referee thought it would be good to send someone off for "brushing" another player ;_;
WOW. Many rage building up now, 10men, 0-0 playing pretty poorly in the final 1/3 of the pitch and now up against it.
Ok maybe we can get out of this with a 0-0 or fluke a penalty or something maybe nick a 1-0, fuck #BELIEVE.
However this was short lived, the game went on the same way it did the previous 60 minutes before the sending off, Chelsea sat with 65% possession with 10men 0.O
Nice, come on keep going.
Villa started to push a bit more now though, 80 minutes into the game, 10 minutes to go, Villa start pushing and really going for it.
Damn, ok i'll take a 0-0 now and i get a nice escape goat, #FLAMETHEREF #BURNHIM etcetc i didn't mind.
NOPE NOT GOING TO HAPPEN, CURSE KICKS ME IN THE BALLS AGAIN
Chelsea would clear the ball up the right, Ivanovic would get it, would try and pass it to Shirley on the right but miss kicked it, he fell to the floor trying to kick the ball and kicked thin air. FUCK now Villa have an overload down their left the Chelsea right. FUCK GET UP IVANOVIC, MOVE IT.
Back he goes as Cahill comes out to the Right to mark the winger to try and stop a cross. Ivanovic running back to try and get into the box, running slower than the man in front of him Delph however. Ok Ivanovic pick up Delph or run to block the cross pick one....PICK ONE....FUCKING PICK ONE...Nope he picks neither and runs blindly into the box and crowd of players marking "space".
In comes the cross, DELPH the guy Ivanovic could of ran to "mark" gets it and does some flick and with some hefty spin the ball eludes Cechs dive and JTs dive and the ball nestles into the corner.
OH SHIT, 1-0 down, 10 men and not playing well in the final 1/3. Oh great, another Chelsea don't turn up vs the lesser sides away from home again. GOD DAMMIT.
Ok no worries, maybe we can score an equalizer, do something special. Fuck it did it vs Barcelona, this is fucking Aston Villa!
Nope not going to happen, the game draws to a close with Chelsea rarely threatening and looking defeated.
However it would not stop there, it then got even worst as Ramires decided to get pissed off and leave his boot in on the Villa player to get a STRAIGHT red card which is for Violent Conduct which is an automatic 3 match ban. OH FUCK, the only guy with legs in our midfield is now suspended for 3 matches, one of which is Arsenal, however i don't mind that as it is at home and well it's Arsenal, Wenger vs Mourinho battles go one way ^_^
So now, a shite storm is kicking off with Villa players pushing people and Chelsea players protecting Ramires and everything going from bad to worst..much worst.
Ok calmed down a bitch, Mourinho starts shouting HEY HEY to the ref, he comes onto the pitch whilst caliming people and speaking to the ref. Oh wait, no the Ref not liking this, GO, OFF NOW. He points at Mourinho and sends him off too. Great, 2 players and the manager now sent off. The whole game is fucked, Saturday ruined. Started with stupid Hull City playing like a non league side vs 10men to now Chelsea playing poor to then get 3 sendings off ;_;
Ok...back to the PC i go, lets chill out and game for the night, listen to music etcetc. Nice, game till about 1am, start my random scroll through IMDB and look at new trailers released, speak to my mate about them have fun. Nice....good finish.
Oh shit i forget im telling my friend on Skype, some nice boxing to watch :D nice. Kel Brook a guy who thinks he is a world class fighter who has fought "no one" of note in his whole career, which is at 30 fights and 29 wins with 1 draw. Was fighting some Mexican who has 22 fights 20wins with 18 KOs in those 20 fights. Damn this guy can punch. This could be fun to see Kel Brook get knocked out. Also on the boxing card for the night was Tony Bellew the guy who recently got knocked out in Canada to Adonis Stevenson and light heavyweight. He was moving up to cruiser weight, nice this should be fun to see.
WEEKEND KICKED IN!!!
I recorded the boxing grabbed a pack of Doritos and a glass of water and went to watch in bed. Fast forwarded some of the under card lol'n at the Kevin Mitchell fight who fought a 22 year old Georgian who looked about 12 >.<. He was really clumsy and Mitchell busted him up good for 5 minutes before the ref stopped it. Rest of the under card was pretty poor.
Kel Brook time, nice lets see this hard hitting Mexican, should be good fun.
NOPE NOT GOING TO HAPPEN
Kel Brook is fighting a 32 year old recently turned pro Mexican who was so slow it was easy pickings for Brook. He would pick him off for fun for 10 rounds before eventually the Mexicans corner would through the towel in and save the guy from being hurt. Damn, great the idiot won vs a mug. Now i get to hear him in the ringside interview...oh now he is shouting his mouth off saying he wants a world title and everyone "avoids him" and he is in his best shape of his life and he wants the winner of Paulie Malignaggi and Shawn SHOWTIME!!!!!!!!!! Porter and beat them and take the IBF belt. LOL fucking hell someone shut this guy up please. Porter will beat Paulie in April i think they fight, then the IBF haven given the winner of that fight 90days to accept or vacat the belt to face Kel Brook. Nice....at least around June time i will be able to watch Brook get torn apart by Porter :D
That was my only highlight of the weekend sad.....
I would finish watching Bellew beat some Russian guy in a very entertaining fight i must say, 3 knock downs and a big huge 12th round KO from Bellew onto this Russian who was onthe floor a while after it, but it wasn't all his own way as the Russian had Bellew in a world of hurt in the 10th round and it looked over but he manage to survive.
So after turning that off i checked what the 3am boxing was going on on HBO to find it was Danny Garcia...the luckiest guy in boxing...this guy has so much luck it is untrue. He gets his ass handed to him by Amir Khan for about 4 rounds before Khan went to cocky and got tagged by a wild hook and Khans glass jaw meant he was sparked and Garcia became world champion.
Nice i'll watch Garcia lose in his home town in Puerto Rico.
He was fighting Mauricio Herrera who i have to say i have not heard of before who doesn't even have a good record. He was 20-2 going into this fight with his only noteable bout to date being an unanimous decision loss to Karim Mayfield for the north American WBO belt. Nice, ok maybe he has a chance im trying to hope with.
After falling in and out of sleep during this absolute bore fest to waking up at a good part of Garcia getting his nose smashed and bloodied. The 12 rounds went and a decision was pending. The old guys on HBO (lol got to love the old commentators on HBO boxing xD) saying how it was close and if anything Herrera might win. Garcia won a Unamimous decision and retained all his belts and the crowd goes wild (due to his home town...)
YAY weekend curse kicked me in the balls again.
Sunday 16th March
Now, ok maybe i can get bailed out, today see's Man Utd vs Liverpool and Spurs vs Arsenal. Nice, some underdog victories and the football weekend isn't as bad. Yanited could win, yeah come on they are not that bad they scored a few had a week or so off with no games. Yeah no worries, maybe Moyes has turned a new leaf and these mongs are playing good footy now. Yeah....
NOPE, not going to happen.
Yanited played so poorly and the ref helped with giving penalties at every chance for Liverpool and they run out a comfortable 3-0 win. In a match where Gerrard should of scored a hatrick via penalties alone. He had 3 and missed 1 because....i don't know how he missed the 3rd after scoring 2? Well justice was done you could add as Sturridge dived for that penalty and it resulting in Yanited going down to 10men.
GREAT, stupid Scousers won, just what i need, my Scouse mates going be spamming me how they going to win the league now and blahblahblah. Oh good lord have mercy on me
No worries, next up Spurs vs Arsenal. Maybe a nice 0-0 here or maybe a silly 1-0 for Spurs and i can laugh at how bad Arsenal are some more...
NOPE not going to happen.
+ Show Spoiler [GOAL] +
Spurs played even worst than they did vs Chelsea and managed to fuck it up and Rosicky scored the only goal of the game as Arsenal ran out 1-0 winners. Oh fucking fantastic, all the teams around Chelsea win, Chelsea lose. Oh fucking bollocks ;_;
NO WORRIES. My old man shouts me when he gets in and says lets watch the F1. Oh shit yeah the F1 is on today i think, nice time to save my weekend. I had free bet from Sky Bet (they must of felt sorry for me or something with all the money i lost) and on Friday night i put the £10 free bet on Hamilton to win the F1, would of been £30 return then. Nice :D
Woke up Saturday to see he was on Pole for the race. NICE NICE.
So we get the program started, i grab a drink. Time to watch Lewis Hamilton in the fastest car on the grid win his race from pole. Nice, lets do this.
THE LIGHTS GO OUT.......
AND THERE AWAY
Commentator shouts as the season opener begins.
GREAT START BY ROSBERG HE IS PASSED RICCARDO....PASSED HAMILTON INTO FIRST. ROSBERG LEADS INTO THE FIRST CORNER.
Riccardo also went passed Hamilton....
MAGNUSSEN ON THE BACK OF THE MERCEDES.....MAGNUSSES IS PASSED HAMILTON
Hamilton now sits 4th after about 30seconds of driving. Oh fuck are you kidding me? The fastest car on the grid is going backwards as his team mate is leading. FUCK.
Team Radio......Lewis, please shutdown your engine and make your way to the pits, we have a problem.
OH MY GOD YOU ARE KIDDING ME
Within the first lap Lewis Hamilton the pole sitter, the leader fastest guy in practice and qualifying has to retire. His car has a fault.
That...my friends is my weekend of sport
My team lose in football, i turn a £300 profit into a £100 profit in the space of 3hours, i watch other teams around my team win. I watch another bet go down the drain in the F1.
Im sorry it is so long and for the bad language, but boy oh boy was it a bad weekend of sport for me