It's all a little like the 1938 Melbourne Cup here, when Gunsynd took on Light Fingers in one of the races of the century. I remember it like it was yesterday... two steeds battling it out, one of them a mare, or a filly or something. Cheek by jowel all the way up the straight, bobbing head alongside bobbing head. Very Deep Throat. Only 2 horses could win....
Until out of the clouds, in a flurry of furious hooves, came the one true champ... Vo Bone Rogue Crusher winning by a long short flat white.
It looks for all the world like Tassy and our very own code-jumper, Jesper, have got this one between them. BUT we should never forget what Ali said in the Rumble in the Jungle: "Ouch man! I'm gonna get yo ass".
Beware the rope-a-dope.
Oh and to clear up any confusion, I didn't write last week's Tigers entry. I stole it fair and square.
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