The anticipation; the lull; the assessing and re-assessing of the ante-post vouchers; the totalling up of the best possible outcome and the spending thereof in one's mind's eye; the commentary in your head as Kalahari King begins to get up; the playing of alternative endings - "Kauto Star...three Gold Cups" - "Denman has Pounded Kauto Star"; "Imperial Commander storms up the hill";
The re-runs of past glories on TV and in memories - Brief Gale beating Harcon - Miinehoma and Bradbury Star - Remittance Man - the three faves for the Queen Mum jumping the last in perfect unison, the entire crowd convinced their's was going to win - Istabraq and Danoli - Desert Orchid breaking little ol' Yahoo's heart - Ask Tom's second place bankrupting me many years ago - Mike landing the tricast half an hour later with the greatest last-gasp finish until What's Up Boys overtook 17 horses on the run-in to win at 40/1 - L'Antartique, Taranis and Inglis Drever landing me a Wednesday 900/1 treble - Inglis Drever's third Stayers Hurdle - and last year's mega-double on Imperial Commander and Big Buck's; the last-minute form study of the impossible handicaps; the ferreting around the forums looking for juicy nuggets of information; the walking of the dog whilst planning sensible betting strategies bound to be turned into tilt as soon as Tuesday passes without a winner.
Shame I don't actually bet any more!
Or go racing...
And Weird Al's injury means my £120,000 certainty involving him Kalahari King and Imperial Commander has already bitten the dust, and I'd already planned how I was going to fritter away the money.
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