The Final Hurdle...

There are some that would suggest I know little about football, but whatever the difference of opinions are, I can agree I know nothing about Horse Racing... and based on John "Lofty" Crocker's betting tips for Cheltenham, neither does he!

Running themselves into the ground, a handicap of carrying a few extra lbs and being whipped by a curious character clad in silk whilst they wear a set of reins about their bodies, the life of thoroughbred racehorse is not that far remove from a SuperVet Footballer as they get themselves into shape for a big day (evening) on Wednesday.

We have no game this Saturday but individual plans that either focus on form, fitness or formation for the 18th. The exception to the rule is David "DD" Dawson who will be walking his daughter down the aisle (albeit with a ball at his feet and wearing his lucky shinpads). Last time out, we shook off our ring-rustiness of 4 fallow weeks with a turgid 1-1 draw with Ravens - not at our best, but 90mins more to get us one step closer to where we need to be at Aveley.

The Gaffer has already been busy, with more to be ticked off his "To Do" and "Equipment" list. Fortunately in September, I insisted on hygienic water bottles and well-stocked First Aid kits... something in the light of CoVid19 seems like Nostrodamus-like prediction. As the Premier League host an emergency meeting to discuss measures to minimise transmission risk, our game next week is unlikely to break the 500 persons limit let alone the 60,000 who descend daily on the Gloucestershire gallops. Even so, we have everything under control... including quarantine measures for Dean after last week's Tinder date.

Luckily for the lads, should injury befall them in pursuit of their sporting success, the PDSA have advised that there is no need to humanely put them to sleep... I may beg to differ if performances do not return to pass'n'move winning ways.