.Galileo

Leading Coolmore sire Galileo has undergone colic surgery in Ireland. The stallion was taken to Fethard Equine Hospital on Thursday night having been uncomfortable through the afternoon. Coolmore’s general manager Christy Grassick said at the weekend Galileo was doing well. “We are delighted with his progress overnight and his recovery has been uneventful,” Grassick said. “He is doing very well and we expect him to be returning back to Coolmore very shortly.” Galileo has sired 15 Group One winners throughout his career including this year’s Derby and Irish Champion Stakes winner New Approach, the Yorkshire Oaks and Matron Stakes winner Lush Lashes, Epsom’s Coronation Cup winner Soldier Of Fortune and Man O’War stakes victor Red Rocks.

Mr Twenty Percent (when will we see that name on a horse)

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

HELLO EVERYONE I HOPE EVERYONE IS DOING OK. I CANT BELIEVE AFTER SPENDING OVER 50K AND 5 YEARS ON BETFAIR i have wiped my mouth and walked away from it. I know the 20% dosen't concern me (well i think not) but its just the way it was sneaked in under the door. I am going purple as as from tomorrow and im staying there. I hope its more sucessful then BF. Phil Curry made me laugh yesterday i like everyone else im sure were a bit shocked to hear him say it but fair play to him for waking the Nation up to whats happening.I have looked at the Weekends cards and cant see anything i'd be remotley intrested in backing. So hopefully the sonner the N.H. starts for earnest the sooner we get our Christmas Money. Stay tuned as soon as i see something i'll put it up.

A top 10 of sporting villians while we await the start of the NH.Season

Number 10
Flockton Grey - Money won is much sweeter than money earned, but when Flockton Grey, a British racehorse, won a race at Leicester racecourse in 1982 by an unconscionable 20 lengths, the mood around the track was more sour than sweet. The margin of victory provoked suspicion of fraud and an investigation ensued. It was uncovered that the horse's owner, Ken Richardson, had switched the two-year-old Flockton Grey for a seasoned three-year-old ringer. Furthermore, Richardson and trainer Stephen Wiles had backed the horse with 20,000 pounds dispersed over several betting outlets. They were both convicted of conspiracy to defraud, fined 20,000 pounds and received long bans from horse racing.What makes it stranger: Richardson would become the chairman of a football club, which he later conspired to burn down in order to collect on insurance money. He was convicted of attempted arson and spent four years in jail.

Number 9 Spanish Paralympians - How Low Can You Go?Pretending to be stupid generally has minimal benefits, but the Spanish Paralympic Committee saw otherwise. They produced fake documents for 10 of the 12 members on their 2000 Paralympics basketball team, falsely claiming that they had IQs below 85. With an amazing performance, their intellectually able team captured the gold medal in a tournament for the intellectually disabled. It was soon discovered that the majority of their team members had no mental deficiencies to speak of and their medals were stripped.What makes it stranger: The story was brought to light by a Spanish journalist who joined the basketball team to uncover the scandal. To make the roster, it was not required of him to complete any medical or psychological tests; all he had to do was complete six sit-ups and a blood pressure test.

Number 8 Kobe Bryant - One-Night StandA night to remember took on a new meaning for basketball superstar Kobe Bryant after a sojourn at The Lodge and Spa at Cordillera Hotel in Edwards, Colorado. The Los Angeles Lakers guard was charged with sexual assault after a 19-year-old woman accused Bryant of raping her in his hotel room. A couple of days later, Bryant held a press conference, claiming that he did have sexual relations with her, but that the sex was consensual. When the trial began, Bryant's lawyers focused their efforts on sullying the credibility of the accuser, and with minimal tangible evidence, the case was dismissed.What makes it stranger: The young female complainant received several death threats from Bryant fans, including one from a Swiss bodybuilder named Patrick Graber, who offered to commit murder for a $3 million fee. He was caught in a sting operation by the FBI and was sentenced to three years in jail.A marathon cheater, Skategate and more scandalous sports stories...

Number 7 Rosie Ruiz - A Rat RacedThe simple things in life can be completed without breaking a sweat, but not a 26.2-mile race. When 23-year-old Rosie Ruiz crossed the finish line of the 1980 Boston Marathon with the third-fastest time ever for a female runner while barely glistening, speculation started to mount. That wariness was justified when a few onlookers communicated that they saw Ruiz join the race in the final mile, where she sprinted to the finish line. She was stripped of her olive wreath and the rightful winner, Jacqueline Gareau, was crowned.What makes it stranger: Two years later, Ruiz was imprisoned for stealing $60,000 in cash and checks from a Manhattan real estate firm, and 19 months after that, she was arrested again for trying to facilitate a cocaine deal to undercover FBI agents in Florida.

Number 6 Danny Almonte - Being 12 AgainThe advantages of a fake ID are usually to ameliorate the opportunities for underage drinking and clubbing, not to play in Little League Baseball. In 2001, Danny Almonte led his Bronx, New York team all the way to third place in the Little League World Series when he pitched the first perfect game since 1957, but a conflicting birth certificate surfaced during his team's run. His family's copy stated that he was born in 1989, but his Dominican home town's official copy stated he was born in 1987, making him two years too old for eligibility. His pitching feats were erased from the record books and the Rolando Paulino All-Stars were forced to part with their accolades.What makes it stranger: Danny's father, Felipe de Jesus Almonte, appeared on Good Morning America to defend his son. Investigations by the Little League determined that his father had registered Danny's birth twice.

Number 5 Jamie Sale and David Pelletier - SkategateCanadian figure-skating pair Jamie Sale and David Pelletier performed a near-perfect program only to receive ordinary ordinals from the judges in the 2002 Salt Lake City Winter Olympics. They tried to just smile it off, but they remained puzzled, along with pundits and skating aficionados worldwide. A probe ensued, exposing collusion between Russian and French judges, who agreed to swap votes in a sordid deal. Eventually, the Canadian duo was awarded gold medals and received a share of first place.What makes it stranger: As the investigation continued, there were allegations that implicated a famous Russian mobster as one of the masterminds behind the scandal.

Number 4 BALCO - Perfect Strangers Steroids and performance-enhancing drugs have always been the elephant in the room that nobody wants to address, but when the Bay Area Laboratory Co-operative -- a sports nutrition center in California -- was exposed in 2004 for mass producing and distributing illegal anabolic steroids, the topic of drugs in sports became a hot one. BALCO's founder Victor Conte was quick to drag sports icons down with him, as he incriminated baseball legend Barry Bonds and American track star Marion Jones for steroid use. It wasn't long after that American Congress invited the executives of the four major sports leagues in for an interrogation and forced them all to beef up their drug policies.What makes it stranger: In an interview with ABC's 20/20, Conte claimed to not only have supplied five-time Olympic medalist Marion Jones with illegal steroids and human growth hormone, but also to have sat right beside her while she injected the drugs into her thigh. She has since struggled in track and field competitions.A hockey player who hired a hit man, a basketball murder and the craziest sports scandal ever...

Number 3 Mike Danton - The Blues LagoonIn 2004, Mike Danton, a former St. Louis Blues player, enlisted the help of a 19-year-old girl to hire a hit man, who was actually a police dispatcher. The FBI was quickly alerted and Danton was convicted of plotting to commit murder, with the exact target still unknown. The details were muddy and the suspected motives were varied. Some believed Danton was trying to remove a gay lover threatening to out him, while others claimed he was attempting to end a miserable relationship with his svengali-like, mind-controlling agent, David Frost. People close to the situation came forward and disclosed how Frost manipulated Danton to the point where he became his hand puppet, even forcing Danton to sever his relationship with his parents. Given these strange details, the common hypothesis was that Frost was the target.What makes it stranger: Frost's influence over Danton was frequently discussed but remained indistinct until the transcript of a prison telephone call was revealed to the public after Danton's arrest. At the end of the phone call, Frost asked Danton, "Do you love me?" and pressed him to reinforce his positive response twice

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Number 2 Patrick Dennehy - The Basketball DiariesThe story started when Baylor basketball player Patrick Dennehy was reported missing in June 2003. A month later, after teammate Carlton Dotson was charged for murder, Dennehy's dead body was found in chest-high weeds. The police had been tipped off after Dotson told a cousin of his that he shot and killed Dennehy during an argument.But the black eye didn't end there for Baylor University's basketball program, as Dennehy's girlfriend reported violations to the NCAA. Investigations revealed that head coach Dave Bliss had been improperly paying for Dennehy's tuition, had not reported players' failed drug tests, and had told players and coaches to lie to authorities by claiming that Dennehy had been dealing drugs. The school is now under probation until 2010.What makes it stranger: In October 2004, Dotson was deemed to be psychologically incompetent and was sent to a mental hospital where he was evaluated. He was returned to jail after doctors doubted his accounts of hallucinations, and a week before his trial was to begin, with no plea bargain in hand, Dotson pleaded guilty in the death of Patrick Dennehy. He is currently serving a 35-year jail sentence.

Number 1 Tonya Harding - Knee-High GoodbyeThe leg bone is connected to the knee bone, and knowing that, American figure skater Tonya Harding calculated that it would be more difficult for her rival to compete if she hired a man to take out her knee. Harding hired Shane Stant to put fellow American Nancy Kerrigan out of commission at the 1994 U.S. Figure Skating Championships, paving the way for Harding's victory. Soon after, her ex-husband cut a plea bargain deal in which he spilled the beans of their scheme to implicate Harding. When her time came, she had no choice but to plead guilty and received three years of probation, a $160,000 fine, a ban from U.S. figure skating, and was stripped of her 1994 title.What makes it stranger: Tonya Harding didn't just climb into a grimy cave and disappear after the scandal, though, as she kept her face in the limelight with a pornographic sex tape, of which stills were posted in Penthouse magazine. She also had a brief boxing career that included a celebrity bout with well-known Paula Jones, and ran into the law on several occasions for drunk driving and domestic violence.

CON MURPHY & THE BALLYDONNELL SAM AFFAIR

“WOULD THERE BE ANY CHANCE THAT YOU MIGHT COME TO MULLINGAR NEXT SATURDAY NIGHT? THERE IS A LITTLE BIT OF BUSINESS THAT I WANT YOU TO DO FOR ME.”
It is almost twenty-nine years ago since Con Murphy, a part-time bookmaker and greyhound trainer from Church Street in Abbeyfeale, circulated about forty relatives, friends and associates with the above request. The “little bit of business” turned out to be a beautifully crafted and brilliantly executed betting coup that made international headlines throughout the racing world and struck terror in the hearts of bookmakers from the four corners of Ireland and beyond!One evening in Jack O`Rourke`s bar, Con was listening to a friend recounting how he had been paid tote odds of 6/1 on a horse that had been returned at 9/4 by the bookmakers. Con began to wonder whether there might be a flaw in the tote system and whether it was possible to exploit this defect and turn it to his advantage.Con`s own dog, Ballydonnell Sam, was due to run in Mullingar the following Saturday night, 21st October 1979. He consulted with a life-long friend and fellow greyhound trainer, local butcher Connie McMahon, and together they began to formulate a plan to make a killing and pull the stroke of a lifetime.The idea was that they would manipulate the tote odds in the track at Mullingar so that Ballydonnell Sam (should he win) would be returned at a grossly inflated price. Meanwhile, they would place small wagers on the dog at numerous betting offices throughout the country, stipulating to the unsuspecting bookmakers that they wished to be paid at tote odds. Most bookmakers settled bets at SP but were willing to lay the occasional tote bet when specifically requested to do so - despite having a morbid dread of the unknown! Mullingar Track on that Saturday night seemed ideally suited for the staging of a coup. Ballydonnell Sam looked a certainty to score – on paper, at least! A winner of the Television Trophy and a track record-holder at Dunmore Park in Belfast, he had a faster time than any other dog in the race and, by the end of his career, would have chalked up 23 victories against some pretty hot opposition. Mullingar was quite a small track and did not have many tote windows, making it possible to control access by the general public if enough willing and obstructive volunteers could be mobilized. And, as luck would have it, the Guinness 600 greyhound final was been staged at Shelbourne Park the same night and would attract most of the greyhound fraternity as well as the larger bookmakers. There would be little interest in an insignificant and modest meeting in Mullingar – a fact that suited the conspirators perfectly!The whole operation was planned with military precision over the following four days, by the two Cons – Murphy and McMahon – so much so that they even tape recorded every conversation, so that nothing might be overlooked. This was a necessary precaution, as many a good idea, discussed over a few beers in Jack O`Rourke`s late at night, had been known to culminate in a severe dose of amnesia and rigorous inactivity the following morning!The first order of business was to ensure that there would be no problem in placing bets on a greyhound at totes odds in the various betting offices. Bookmakers have a built-in radar system, which tells them immediately when trouble is brewing, and they are wary of everyone and everything unusual. Con decided to have a dummy run by placing bets at tote odds in several betting offices in the Cork region on Wednesday 18th October on a dog running at Cork Track later that night. The bets were accepted without comment, and the fact that the dog in question finished stone last, may have allayed suspicions somewhat!Next, Con phoned the trainer of Ballydonnell Sam, Francis Murray, on the pretext of enquiring about the dog`s well-being. It must be stressed that Murray had no knowledge of the impending coup and, in case of trouble further down the line, Con had no wish to compromise the trainer by including him in the operation. If the dog won – he would win on merit. As they chatted, Con mentioned to Murray that he was taking his girlfriend to Mullingar on the Saturday night and he wondered if there was a tote window in the bar, as his partner enjoyed the odd flutter. The unsuspecting Murray replied that there were indeed three tote windows in the bar, as well as four more, down beside the stand. Con had never been to Mullingar track, but now he knew how big an army he needed in order to control the tote windows during those vital few minutes before the race!As the plan began to gather momentum, Con now set about recruiting and mustering his troops. He sent the cryptic message about “a little bit of business” to his individual friends and acquaintances and, to a man, they answered the call to arms.Among the motley crew were an assortment of schoolteachers, publicans, solicitors, shopkeepers, gardai, politicians and small farmers. They were all sworn to secrecy and, to conceal the true nature of their mission, they were advised to bring along their wives or girlfriends (or both, if they wanted to) so as to give the appearance of a normal night out. In all, over forty volunteers travelled to Mullingar on that fateful Saturday at various times and in various modes of transport. (“Cops and Robbers” observed Con, as he watched one carload of bookmakers and gardai depart from The Square and head north.)And so to the delicate but vital operation of getting the money on at totes odds in the various betting offices without alarming the layers. It was decided to place the bets in small denominations of between 50p and ?2 and, to confuse the issue further, nominal bets were also placed on Here`s Tat which was running in the final of the Guinness 600 at Shelbourne Park that night. Three cars only were used in placing the bets so that as few people as possible would be aware of what was afoot. Con`s big fear throughout the day was that someone might inadvertently spill the beans and ruin the operation, He rightly concluded that the less people that knew what was happening, the less was the chance of being rumbled.Con and some of his trusty lieutenants set out from Abbeyfeale on the Saturday morning and travelled to Cork, and continued on through Waterford and Kilkenny and in to Mullingar, calling to every likely looking betting office along the way. Accompanying Con was local bookmaker, publican and gamekeeper-turned-poacher for the day, Jack O`Rourke, who had been appointed Director of Operations – a fancy title that merely hid the fact that he was responsible for purchasing any liquid refreshments that the team might require along the way! Another, along for the ride and the craic, was butcher/bookmaker and scratch golfer, Eric Browne from Listowel. The designated driver was Jimmy Prendiville, a veteran FCA activist whose expertise in hand-to-hand combat would come in handy if any trouble erupted.Their cover was almost blown in Waterford when Con entered Pat Moran`s office and found the proprietor himself working behind the counter. Con and Moran knew each other, and the bookmaker would think it strange that the Abbeyfeale man might come all the way to Waterford just to have a ?1 bet on his own dog! However, Moran was preoccupied with the busy Saturday afternoon trade, and a relieved Con made his escape without being noticed.Meanwhile, Con’s brother, Denis, who was living in Dublin, covered the northern half of the country, travelling through Drogheda, Dundalk, Castleblaney and along by the border. Denis had enlisted the aid of a friend, Jack McCleod to do the driving. Late in the evening with virtually minutes to go before the betting offices closed at 5pm, McCleod was hurtling along the road into Ballybay, Co. Monaghan at around 70 mph in a 30 mph zone. Unsure of the road to Castleblaney, their last intended port of call, McCleod pulled up with a screech of brakes and in a shower of gravel in front of a somewhat stunned garda on point duty.“Quick” yelled McCleod, as the custodian of law and order reached for his notebook and pencil. “Which is the road to Castleblaney?” “Back the way you came.” replied the bemused garda, still reaching in his tunic.“Good man!” acknowledged McCleod, all business, taking off again in a cloud of dust and travelling some fifty yards before executing a perfect handbrake turn and shooting back the way he came, leaving the garda standing, open-mouthed in his wake. They reached Castleblaney just in time and successfully completed their assignment.The third car covered the greater Dublin area and all the posh betting offices such as those in Howth and Clontarf. (All the shops that later refused to pay up) The driver here was not Miss Daisy, but Miss Lane from The Hill, while Tim (Spike) Murphy rode shotgun and Danny Browne kept tabs on the betting slips. This team also carried out its mission as per instructions and returned safely to base.Back in Abbeyfeale, Connie McMahon was being kept informed by telephone on how the punting was progressing. Even now, they communicated in code for fear of eavesdroppers. “I tried to buy ten head in Dungarvan, Connie, but could only manage to get five head.” (e.g. “I got ?5 on the dog in Dungarvan.”) The final tally came to the princely sum of ?92 wagered on Ballydonnell Sam in over seventy betting offices throughout the country!The conspirators finally gathered in The Colt Inn in Mullingar on Saturday evening at the appointed time, as stipulated by Con. There was much amazement as people arrived at the rendezvous point to be greeted by friends, relatives and next-door neighbours, none of whom realized that the others had also been recruited. Con arranged his volunteers into teams of five with an experienced punter in charge of each team and revealed the mission on which they were about to embark.“We are going to Mullingar Greyhound Track,” Con explained, “and, as soon as the second race is over, you are all to get into line for the tote windows and stay put. When the bettings starts on the third race, you are to move forward slowly, and take as much time as you can. You can bet on anything in the race – except number 3. (Ballydonnell Sam) Take your time, act dumb, and create plenty of confusion and disorder, and make it difficult for others to reach the windows. However, it is important that you do not physically restrain or obstruct anybody from having a bet. And try and act normal. Remember, you are just out for a good night at the dogs, and you are doing nothing illegal or dishonest. We are merely trying to move the goalposts ever so slightly!”Having received their instructions, Con`s secret army dispersed silently and slipped away, in ones and twos, into the night. They reassembled again in front of the tote windows at the track, studiously ignoring each other so as to give the impression that they were all totally innocent and uninvolved strangers, just waiting to have a little flutter on their particular fancy.The plan worked like clockwork. There were less than 500 paying customers in Mullingar Track that night and it was relatively easy to get to the tote windows and stall operations. Many of Con`s punting pals had wasted much of their misspent youth, loitering and frittering their time away in Malachy Skelly`s Betting Office at the back of the Old Graveyard in Abbeyfeale, and they were no strangers to the gentle art of deception and roguery.The opening gambit was to back traps 1 and 5 in a 20p reverse forecast. However, since trap 1 was a non-runner, the whole weighty process of selection had to be considered again, thus wasting a few more precious minutes.Brendan Burke, who had driven all the way from Newcastlewest to join Con`s Army, was most disconcerted by the non-appearance of trap 1. “Jaysus! What will I do?” he appealed to the startled cashier. “Mary Mulvihill warned me to back the number 1 for her. Will I have it on trap 6? Or maybe the 2 dog. Would you have a Sporting Press handy `till I check the form? Jaysus! Mary Mulvihill will kill me – so she will!”Another ploy was to use a ?20 note for a 20p transaction and then proffer an additional ?20 note for a second 20p bet. “They are for two different people, “was the explanation, “and sure I don`t want to get the change mixed up.”One punter caused consternation by handing in a ?100 note to pay for a 20p each way wager, This, of course, was the school master because nearly everyone else present had never even SEEN a ?100 note at that time! However, he managed to use up a few more valuable minutes as he carefully counted out his change and queried the cashier as to its correctness. The late Paddy (Hector) Browne commandeered a tote window to himself and kept both the cashier and the waiting punters in a state of thrall with a series of magic tricks for which he had become justifiably famous. “How the feic did you do that, Paddy?” queried one fascinated Dub, all thoughts of having a bet forgotten, as Hector caused a lighting cigarette to disappear in to his handkerchief. Nothing got past Paddy Browne that evening!One passionate punter was even struck by Cupid’s Arrow and asked a particularly attractive female cashier if she would like to accompany him to a little party after racing. When she declined, he demanded to know the reason why, and a fervent discussion followed during which he swore undying love and even proposed marriage, while all the time keeping one eye on the clock!With the job all but completed – disaster threatened! The stipendiary steward, who was in charge of starting the race, noticed that a crowd was still congregating around the tote windows and he approached to see if he should delay the start of the race until the windows were cleared. Brendan Burke, who was playing a blinder, realized that the steward might become suspicious if he heard from the tote staff that they were backing everything in the race except the odds-on favourite. He grabbed the official by the arm and said in a conspiratorial whisper, “Go in and back 3 and 6 in a forecast. They are all backing 3 to beat 6!”Satisfied that all was in order, the steward retreated to the traps and signaled to the driver to start up the hare.The race itself did not go exactly to plan. Ballydonnell Sam was arguably the best long-distance greyhound in Ireland at the time and was virtually unbeatable over 600 yards. He was invariably slow away from traps and usually gave his opponents at least 6 lengths to the first bend. He would then accelerate down the back straight and gradually pick them off, one by one, until he raced in splendid isolation going around the final bend.However, in Mullingar that Saturday night, he must have suspected that there was a lot of money riding on him, because he did something that he had never done before – he flew out of traps in company with the rest of the bunch! Breaking from trap 3, he was badly baulked and almost knocked over at the first bend. He quickly regained his equilibrium and, despite being a dozen lengths behind, he began to close the gap. He was baulked again at the second and third bends, but asserted his authority in the home straight and ran out an easy if somewhat relieved winner by an ever-increasing 3/4 lengths.However, no sooner had “Sam” crossed the winning line than alarm bells started to go off all over the place as the tote staff suddenly woke up to the fact that something was not quite right. The winner, quoted at 1-2 by the bookmakers, had hardly been backed at all on the tote. So well had the Abbeyfeale Mafia performed their custodial duties in front of the tote windows that there had been just one 20p winning tickets – the one placed by Jimmy Collins on behalf of Con so that a dividend on the race could be declared.The bells and the subsequent pandemonium caused a few anxious moments for the less experienced of the Abbeyfeale Mafia. Indeed, half a dozen of them bolted for the gate, only to find it locked! They were just about to panic when the attendant returned and calmly opened the gates and released the Mullingar Six. He had only locked it in the first place so that he could go and watch the race.Con, meanwhile, repaired to the public bar under the stand with some of his trusty sidekicks and there they remained until after the last race, quietly quaffing a few pints of beer and looking entirely innocent of any wrongdoing. Jimmy Collins presented his winning ticket at the tote window and received ?191.20 for his 20p stake – a return of 956-1 on a dog that the track bookmakers had reluctantly rated and laid at 1-2. To put it in perspective, Gay Future, about whom both a book and a film were made, only returned odds of 8-1 when he won on that other famous occasion in Cartmel. By a strange coincidence, the book and film were called “Murphy`s Stroke”! After racing, Con and his cohorts headed for The Sunrise Inn in Birr where the real celebrations were being held. Such was the loud and boisterous nature of the ensuing party that the landlady enquired whether they were after winning a match or coming from a wedding.“Neither, Ma`m” replied Con, “but if you buy the Sunday Independent in the morning, you will be able to read all about us on the front page!”And indeed the landlady DID read about it the following day, because all the leading newspapers in Ireland and Britain carried the story in one form or another..The Daily Mail referred to Mullingar as “a tiny village in County Westmeath.” This so enraged the members of Mullingar Urban District Council that a motion was passed urging that an letter of protest be sent immediately to the editor of the Daily Mail informing him that Mullingar was a thriving provincial town, and inviting him to visit the area and see for himself! The Daily mirror revealed that “the gang” (as it described the assortment of local publicans, shopkeepers, farmers, etc.) stood to collect ?250,000. The Daily Express claimed that they “could have netted a cool ?1 million” for their evening’s work.As usual, Fleet Street did not allow the truth to get in the way of a good story. In fact, Con and his little army of punters stood to win just over ?90,000. However, for an investment of ?92 this was a good return, especially back in 1978!Too good, in fact, because they never did collect their winnings. Only two bookmakers - O`Mahony`s of Cork and Byrne`s in Leeson Street – honoured their commitments. But, as these had limits displayed of 100-1 and 50-1 respectively, they only paid out ?100 and ?50 on ?1 dockets. The other bookmakers, caught with their collective trousers down around their ankles, cried foul, welched on the bets and refused to pay. A meeting of the Bookmakers Association endorsed this decision and notices went up in practically every betting office in the country the following Monday morning stating; NO TOTE BETS ACCEPTED! The layers were running scared.Despite the fact that Con and his men broke no laws and, following intensive Guardai and Bord na gCon investigations, were not charged with any offence, they never succeeded in claiming their winnings from what, in all honesty, was just a good, old fashioned betting coup. They considered legal action to reclaim their money, but were advised against it, and decided to take their beating.Con`s brother, Spike, had the last word on the matter. “The money wasn’t everything.” he explained. “At the end of the day - it was the ONLY thing!”

SPANISH STEPS HORSERACING TIPS.

Hello and welcome to SPANISH STEPS.

My name is Michael and I'm more into The N.H. scene then flat, a lot of the tips i put up will be Novice chasers and Hurdlers whom I'll have seen come through the ranks of The Irish Point to Point fields. Later on before the N.H. goes into full swing I'll put a few horses to watch out for making their debut in England particularly one horse whom i think is Harry Findlay/Paul Barber's next Denman. A horse whom even Paul Nicholls came over too see winning in an Irish PT-TO-PT despite running as green as grass and still winning very well and i think there's at least a stone or two or maybe more improvement in the horse yet.
So please come and join me around the last week of September when we kick off and hopefully we'll have a very successful time here.