Tritonic Just the Tipple for the Triumph Hurdle 2021

I know nothing much about the National Hunt. 

Being an enthusiast about two-year-old horse racing you may wonder where this sentence is leading. However, there is a connection as I remember Alan King's Tritonic as a two-year-old making his debut at Haydock at odds of 50/1. 

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To be fair, this son of Sea The Moon was always a smart horse in the making. Out of an unraced dam, he was a real bargain buy and 14,000g foal. Clearly, he had developed well because he was sold at the 2yo breeze-up sales for 55,000g. Purchased by Highflyer Bloodstock and Alan King. 

I particularly remember this cold on his second start when winning at Ffos Las, when winning by half a length when given a lovely ride by 3lb apprentice Megan Nicholls. 

It was no surprised after going close to winning on debut when finishing fourth, losing by less than one length. 

He continued his winning spree when stepping up to one mile, taking a Class 2 Stakes race and bagging almost £10,000 for owners the Mcneill Family and Ian Dale. 

To conclude a very productive two-year-old season, he headed to Newmarket's Rowley Course and stepped up to a distance of one mile and two furlong for the Zetland Stakes (Group 3). James Doyle took the ride. He finished a creditable fifth, tiring in the closing stages after being too keen in the early stages. 

However, you could guarantee one thing, connections had a very talented horse but the eye wasn't so much on the Flat but the dream of hurdling, specifically the Triumph Hurdle. 

By the end of the two-year-old season he had an official rating of 94.

Tritonic had five races at three and although not finding the winners' enclosure, he didn't do much wrong. 

He lost by half a length on his return and similarly finished runner up next start when losing by a length and three quarters at Listed class when stepping up to one mile three furlongs. 

In his next three starts, he was far from disgraced, racing at Group class, second at Great Yarmouth and concluded his three-year-old campaign at Newmarket when fourth in the Heritage Handicap. 

Connection had everything to be thankful for as Tritonic was gelded on the 20th October 2020. 

No doubt, Alan King was hatching a plan for the National Hunt and there was little surprise when he made his debut at Ascot when competing in the bet365 Juvenile Hurdle on soft going. Starting at odds of 5/4f, there was plenty of support for this prospect. As it turned out, it was every inch a two-horse race. Tritonic was held up and some three lengths down was running on strongly. Although hitting the last hurdle, he led towards finish beating Gary Moore's Casa Loupi by one length. 

Things were looking good. 

Connections had clearly earmarked the Triumph Hurdle (Cheltenham Festival) as their race. They were probably hopeful of a good run if not better. 

Tritonic headed to Kempton on the 27th February to contest the Grade 2 (Class 1) Close Brothers Adonis Juvenile Hurdle over two miles on good going. 

He was made fractional odds on (4/5). 

To add to the interest he would re-oppose Casa Loupi who was fancied at 6/1. 

Ridden by A P Heskin, this chestnut gelding travelled strongly, he made a mistake two out, but went clear run-in, impressive. 

Tritonic made a huge impression that day. He fulfilled the hopes of connections. Punters took the 5/1 on offer and the next thing he is priced 9/4.

Get ready for the 19th March, Cheltenham, Prestbury Park. 

It's often a large field and a competitive heat. The betting suggests four horses are leading the way. 

Zanahiyr 9/4 

Tritonic 9/4

French Aseel 9/2 

Quilixious 6/1 

Good luck to connections. 

3 Stupid Bets You Must Read

Some punters just love to bet. You've heard about those people who would bet on two flies crawling up a wall. I always wonder if there is a finishing line or whether the loser is the first fly to fly off into the sunset. 

The world of betting is built on a foundation of stupid bets. The kind of idiotic bets that get to make the press. Sure, they are a good read. They are amusing, funny, laughable and often incredible. However, would you like to have your name published as being the said bettor? What a tag to write home about. 

''Hey, did you see that bloke who bet on the world ending?'' 

It was me!!!!

I guess you could collect your winning in heaven or hell but I am sure you don't need wonga in the former and the heat would burn it to ash in the latter. 

Read this list of  crazy, stupid life and death bets.

Too Cold 

''Working in the Arctic, 72 degrees Fahrenheit below zero, with a wind. A poker game broke out to pass the time in darkness. A final bet: the loser was to strip down to naked and stand outside for one minute. Now to those of you who live in San Diego, this kind of cold freezes skin in 10 seconds, snot becomes icicles and hence formed phrases such as, “frosted balls”! *One minute naked in this due north is like an eternity!!! I WON and I’m still fertile, unfortunately my friend claims Mr.Turtle has never come out again ;) ''

Sure, I like to make Bets

''I love this one! I’m really big into making crazy bets.. however, I’m not at all like Laura’s friend Kellen – I’d never want to actually be the one eating the crisco nacho or running around naked and covered in chocolate milk.. (did I misunderstand what happened in that bet?) 

However, I am an excellent “market maker”.. when any two people want to make a crazy bet, I am particularly good at coming up with a betting structure, or odds, or specific terms that will make both parties SURE they are going to win and want to enter the bet.. At my previous job, this was a constant source of amusement for us, and it mostly centered around various food bets: whole pizzas, gallons of ice cream, the entire contents of a vending machine, etc.. 

Crazy bets are the best!''

I Bet you 20 Cents
''I work in the dishroom of my campus dining hall, and just the other day a friend was working across from me on the other dishline and leaned over the plate piles and cup racks to say “I bet you 20 cents I can keep the conveyor turned all the way up to 10 for the whole shift” (we usually turn down the dish belt to make the worst of the rush manageable). Naturally this led to trading banter and heckling for the rest of our 3 hour lunch shift, which is exactly the kind of thing that makes work AWESOME! He pulled through the thick of the lunch rush on 10, by the way, and I turned over my 2 dimes.''

Zombie Crowd Head to Betfred

Zombie Crowd Heading to Betfred
So many times punters bet without really thinking what they are doing. 

A race card is pinned to the wall of the local bookmakers and a hoard of zombie bettors shuffle over to revel in the hubbub. Grunts, groans and the odd scream fall from the lips of grey faces in search of the next winner. They hear a voice from the box on the wall detailing the betting for the next greyhound race at Romford. The crowd drift toward the screen looking up with interest as if someone was waving a fresh carcass for them to devour.  

This sounds like a scene from Zack Snyder's Dawn of the Dead but it's Betfred, 107 Fenchurch Street, London. 

We all remember the old-style betting shops full of characters and smoke from an endless chain-smoking supply of Benson & Hedges, mixed with a dash of John Player Special and hint of Castella. Those days are gone but the zombies remain. Sure they are a bit different: tarted up in the designer training shoes and ripped jeans but they still remain. If you look closely - without thinking - you can see them betting with unending zeal. 

In ways zombie bettors fall into the category of betting without a niche. So what does that mean? They have no real logic when to bet or not. To many punters that is par for the course. They want to bet every few minutes so they are part of the conveyor belt of bettors who go from dog race, horse race, virtual horse race, dog race... That's all good and well to a point. But when betting can be a costly business, can anyone really afford to just lose money easily? Add up the loses over a week, month or year. How much? Decades. ''I could have bought a yearling sire by Frankel and called it Zombie.''

Betting with a specific knowledge is akin to chancing your luck on the lottery. You may win but the more you play the more you lose. Unless you strike it very lucky, you are losing to a point of ridicule. 

''It's my money, I'll bet as I please.''

Too true. But if you keep losing the term mug punter comes into play. A vulgar term if I have ever heard one. 

So why is betting with a niche a good idea?

Let's face it, there is only so much time in a day. We cannot know everything even if some people like to think they do. How can you be the jack of all trades and be better than the man, woman or child who specialise?

You can't. 

If you specialise it will guarantee that you don't bet on everything. You are selective. You take time, effort and even ''skill'' to pinpoint the best bet of the day. God knows, why not bet on one horse a day! 

Don't be part of the Zombie crowd.

The Rail to the HorseStory of Belmont Stakes

Belmont Stakes 2019
Not only American but a lot of people from many places around the world, specifically those who are drawn to horses or horse racing, consider Belmont Stakes as one of the most exciting races in the United States. Curious about its popularity? Let’s change rein and look up this quick horsestory of Belmont Stakes. 

The Name “Belmont” 

The name Belmont Stakes was originally named in honor of its German-born American major financier named August Schönberg, commonly known as August Belmont. He was known to be one of the richest figures of his day. 

Belmont was a diplomat who served at The Hague in the United States as the chargĂ© d’affaires from 1853 to 1855 and resident minister from 1855 to 1857. He also became the Democratic National Committee chairman from 1860 to 1872.

He was a banker as well. In fact, before the making of his own banking house named August Belmont & Company, he initially worked in the banking house of the Rothschilds at Frankfurt am Main at the age of 14. More importantly, Belmont was into horse racing. He invested a lot of money in it and eventually Belmont stakes existed. 


In 1867 until 1889, the inaugural running of Belmont Stakes happened in a newly-opened Jerome Park Racetrack in New York with an admission fee of 200 bucks. This was financed by Belmont. 

Moreover, it had been relocated for a couple of times due to renovations and restorations. It was moved from Jerome Park to Morris Park from 1890 to 1904, then to Aqueduct Racetracks in 1963-1967. 

The race initially run at a mile and five furlongs from 1867 to 1873; a mile and a quarter during the years 1890, 1892, 1895, 1904 and 1905; a mile and a furlong (or 220 yards) during the years 1893 and 1894; and a mile and three furlongs (or 660 yards) from 1896 to 1903 and from 1906 to 1925. 

Besides, Belmont Stakes is the fourth oldest race in North America. The oldest was the Phoenix Stakes in Keeneland which started to run in 1831, followed by Canada’s Queen's Plate in 1860 and Saratoga’s Travers in 1864.

Third Gem of Triple Crown Race

Belmont Skates is the oldest race of the so-called Triple Crown Race, predating Preakness by six years and Kentucky Derby by eight years. It was initially used when the racehorse named Gallant Fox won the three races in 1930. 

You can get more history information of the Triple Crown of Thoroughbred Racing in the United States at the Kentucky Derby Museum in Louisville, Kentucky. In it, you might also have a peek of the Triple Crown Trophy. It’s a work of art that represents the zenith achievement in horse racing and awarded to the winner of the Triple Crown of Thoroughbred Racing. 


The first race happened in 1867 and was won by filly racehorse named Ruthless. Since then, there were already approximately 1,094 horses who started the race. The winners were different in sex and even in color such ranging from bay, chestnut, dark bay or brown, black, gray and roan. They also came from different places such as in Kentucky, Maryland, Texas, Montana, New York, and even from England and Ireland. 

Additionally, during its inaugural running in 1867 to 1918, geldings were allowed to join the race but were prohibited from 1919 to 1956. Then in 1985, after allowing them again to join the race, Creme Fraiche was the first gelding to win the race. 

Going back to 1919, a horse named Sir Baton was the first winner of the Triple Crown. In this most exceptional of American sporting titles, there were only 13 horses that have won it. There were 34 horses, however, who have been eligible to try, though.

In 1920, another horse named Man o’ War was the first set a new stake and American record by winning the race at 20 lengths. In fact, Man o’War was one of the fourteen Belmont Stakes winner, which sired three subsequent winners namely American Flag, Crusader, and Triple Crown winner War Admiral. 


So far, a horse named Secretariat is the fastest. It won the race at 2:24 in 1973, setting a world record for 1 ½ miles on the dirt. What’s more, even after many decades, no one has even beat Secretariat’s title as the fastest 1/2 mile, 3/4 mile, 1 mile and 1 1/4-mile fraction in any Belmont’s races yet.

A Winning Day At The Races

So, the four of us went to Great Yarmouth races. That's me, Tony, Gareth & Danny. It was Danny's idea. 

He said: ''Are you interested in going to Yarmouth on the 31st July?'' 

We didn't take much convincing although Tony had intended to work. As it tuned out, it was a good idea. 

Travelling by train, we got the 8:34 from March, the heart of the Fens. I wouldn't call myself a carrot cruncher but we did chat to a bloke later in the day who mentioned webbed feet!

A change at Ely, Norwich, then about a 30 minute journey to a place associated with the great man himself Lord Nelson (he actually lived up the road in Burnham Thorpe). The train went quicker than the traffic on the Acle straight. The whole journey took about two hours. With good company, it seemed much quicker. There is no rush. Smiles, laughter and talking tips, hot favourites.

''It's a favourites track.'' 

It's a short walk from the railway station to the market place. Danny didn't realise and suggested we got a taxi. The taxi man politely explained it was a short walk, clearly finding reason to get rid of a very cheap fare. I couldn't blame him. Not much to be gained from a £5 trip when waiting in the taxi rank for far too long. 

A short walk to the Feathers public house. A friendly place, clean, tidy and inexpensive beer. Different from the racecourse where a round is getting on for £20. 

The market was busy and the lady on the hat stand sold Danny something that resembled a Panama. It was as much to keep the sun at bay as being a style guru. He looked the part.

We got a taxi to the course. This bloke shared his tips for the day and didn't inform us it was only ''two miles'' to walk. I've walked along the front but it's a long, long walk – an endless straight. Plenty of furlongs if you want to look at it in that way. Good to firm going, if not hard. Ten minutes drive and stops at the wrong gate. Walked half a furlong to the members enclosure. Almost £30. Scandalous. 

I love the course. 

So many memories. A family tradition. A happy pilgrimage. Remembering family and friends who did the same. I remember the stories. We were part of the stories. Holidays to Caister-on-sea. Love you, Dad. That's where the sport of kings whispered in my ear that one day you will bet like a pro. I certainly have. Many times one, two, three grand. But not today. 

Time passes so quickly. Ten minutes to the first race. I was interested in the second – a two-year-old novice stakes. 

The first race come and gone. An easy 10/1 winner. No joy. Danny bet on the favourite. Tony chances his luck on an outsider.

We walked to one of the stands. Sausage and chips, fishcake and chips twice, while Dan had fish and chips. A decent meal for the price. Not so scandalous. Hunger making any price seem palatable. 

The two-year-old race had a couple of horses I fancied. Karl Burke's Lonely Boy and Beryl The Petal who I thought had sound each-way claims. I would have rather backed Lonely Boy each-way but the price was 7/4. Had a win bet on both and each-way bet on Beryl at 4/1. I don't think there was much value floating about. 

Tony had his eye on Taylormade, trained by Mohamed Moubarak. This son of Archipenko had raced once back in May, running down the field. Ninth of thirteen. He fancied the 25/1 shot. It was 30s on Betfair. 

Tony has won some huge money for small stakes in his time. £20 to £4000 when Puggy won on debut. She went on the compete in the 1000 Guineas. He's had many similar bets often simply because he likes the look of a horse. Well, Taylormade registered on his radar. 

He walked up to one bookie with a few £20 pound notes, another with a smaller bet. A few quid on Betfair. 

I felt pretty confident my two horses would be there about. 

''They're off!'' shouted commentator, Thommo, a regular at the course. 

Lonely Boy and Beryl The Petal leading. Soon battling with the pack. This wasn't going to be so easy. Losing. Fighting for the lead. 

Taylormade mentioned. Tony getting more animated. 

''Go on, Taylor...'' 

I looked to see what I was shouting for sensing Tony had much more to win than me to lose. 

It was close. Very close. 


An anxious wait. Tony saying he thought Taylormade had just got up but you can never be sure. The announcement of the photo. Silence before the a merry bunch cheered. Number 4. Taylormade 1st. Tony looking happy. Danny sitting in the grandstand unaware of any winner, as yet. 

One bookie paid £400. Another the same. Money ready. ''I've counted it twice.'' Tony took the bundle with a thank you. Taylormade had won him well over a grand with the Betfair wager struck, too. A wallet bulging at the seams. 

Walking across the grass, climbing the steps to a hatted Danny, racing paper in hand. Looking up, seeing smiles, and listening to a story of winning. ''I had a feeling you bet on that!'' Danny telling everyone he met Tony had won over a grand. 

A great day.

They Loved Their Racing

Two old men at the bar
Time doesn't stop for anything. Not man nor beast. The day comes when all we have left are memories. Those images of days we once took for granted. Now appreciated. I so wish we could go back in time, just for a moment, to sit with old friends, family and strangers with a common voice: horse racing. 

My love of horse racing came from my late father, Colin. He loved going to Great Yarmouth every September to the Eastern Festival, which is still going strong and very popular. That week brings a lot of people and business to the Norfolk coast. 

Dad used to go to his regular public house called the Lord Nelson, in March, Cambs. It had a long history with land lords and ladies changing infrequently from Joe and Ivy Case at al. A small gathering of friends to chat over a pint. 

I remember sitting at the table with my dad, Jack Allen & Mick Kean. They knew each other well. Jack was a lovely Irishman who had lived in March from a very young age after a childhood in Waterford. He loved his racing. Telling his stories of betting, winning and losing. By all account him and my uncle Keith used to lose most of their wages going to the casino at the old Cellar Club in March. He told of the day when he saw a trainer at the course trying to light a cigar, so Jack rushed over and obliged. Then asked of the chances of the runner in the next race. A nod and a wink. Bet placed. It won!

I often think of all those innocent days and wish I could go back in time and sit at that same table. I'm sure they would wonder why I sat quietly, listened and upon saying good bye I had tears in my eyes.

Tic-Tac The Bookies Secret Code

Tic-Tac The Bookies Secret Code
It used to be a familiar practice at racecourses up and down the country. Tic-Tac, a non-verbal system to communicate betting around the racecourse, so bookmakers could keep up to date with betting moves, especially if a big bet had been placed. 

In 1999 there were only three practitioners left: Micky ''Hokey'' Stuart, Billie Brown & Rocky Roberts. 

These days of Tic-Tac have long gone. With the introduction of Betfair, a betting exchange, founded in 2000, the way people bet and how information was used changed dramatically. Not only did bookmakers use this platform to hedge their bets but the information made Tic-Tac obsolete. 

Who needed a man with white gloves and a secret code when the betting was in front of their eyes? However, the image of the Tic-Tac man (or woman) is a nostalgic reminder of times gone by and a sign that technology never stops. 

A Guide to Bookie Hand Signals: 

  • Tic-Tac Odds of 9/4 ("top of the head") – both hands touching the top of the head. 
  •  Odds of 10/1 ("cockle" or "net") – fists together with the right-hand thumb protruding upwards, to resemble the number 10. 
  •  Odds of 11/10 ("tips") – hands together and touching all fingers on both hands together.
  • Odds of 5/4 ("wrist") – the right hand is moved to touch the left wrist. 
  • Odds of 33/1 ("double carpet") – arms crossed, hands flat against the chest

Cheltenham 2021: Here We Come (16th February)

Cheltenham Racing Tips is all about the festival at Prestbury Park. 

From a punting point of view I can't say I'm a crazy gambler and betting on the National Hunt isn't something I would really get involved. However, who doesn't enjoy top-class racing? Even for a Flat racing fan there is plenty of excitement for this year's racing spectacle.

We will be detailing information about Cheltenham day by day. Last year we did pretty well and I'm confident we will get a good few winners. 

I'm a bit of a glutton for punishment as I like the Triumph Hurdle, which, to me, is a race that either goes to the favourite or a crazy outsider. 

Last year so the favourite fall at the last fence and that just about sums up racing. 

Sometimes you need a little bit of luck or not any bad luck. 

This year will see no or a limited crowd. It is in stark contrast to last year with a bustling crowd. It will be an eerie return to the biggest venue. For many people this will be a reminder of the past year. In truth, last year's Cheltenham Festival was criticised as a Covid breeding ground. It may have been but in ways for racing to go ahead it was a defiant show of hope over adversity. I think we can all agree it wouldn't have gone ahead a week later. 

It has been a difficult time for the racing industry which saw the Cheltenham Festival take place but then all went quiet until June, a short run up to Royal Ascot, which took place behind closed doors. 

This year we will be hoping for some aspect of a crowd. 

Time will tell. 

Crowd or not, the Cheltenham Festival will be a highlight to many a punter's betting year. 

Get ready for a few day's racing you won't forget.