Cheeky Punt: Frankly too p***ed to gamble

Date published: Wednesday 24th February 2016 10:07

<> on September 3, 2015 in Edinburgh, Scotland.

Just when I thought I might never get another Champions League bet up, that boy Ronaldo finally got me back in the game last Wednesday.

I’d had £60 on a Real Madrid-Wolfsburg double as the pair squared off away from home to Roma and Gent respectively.

Wolfsburg blasted out of the traps against Gent and were 3-0 up in no time. Madrid meanwhile were finding it much tougher in The Eternal City but Ronaldo – who walked out of a press conference on the Tuesday after journalists questioned his goal-scoring record away from home – did the rest of his talking on the pitch.

His 57th-minute effort helped  ‘Los Blancos’ on their way to a 2-0 win and left me debating whether or not to hit the sun beds, get myself a diamond stud earring and start gelling my hair in deference to the great man.

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Ronnie O’Sullivan hit the headlines again last week, spurning the chance to take out a 147 maximum clearance at the Welsh Open as he felt the £10,000 prize money on offer was ‘too cheap’.

In these times of austerity there were plenty of folk up queuing up to take a pop at ‘The Rocket’ over his comments. And it clearly wasn’t ‘too cheap’ for Ding Junhui, who just four days later slammed home a 147 to walk off with the high break prize.

He has his critics, but I’m prepared to cut O’Sullivan a bit of slack, not least because I backed him at 15/8 to win the Welsh Open.

But there’s another reason. You see, having been Teesbrooke Avenue Kerby champion between 1989-1992 I too know about the pressures of performing at the zenith of one’s chosen profession. It’s lonely at the top. But remember people, oaks grow strong in contrary winds.

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I’d like to tell you my weekend consisted of eating fruit and napping football winners. I’d like to but I can’t.

What actually transpired was me going out for a few pints on Friday evening before losing my head completely and embarking on a booze binge that lasted until the wee small hours of Monday morning.

It was grim stuff. The type of marathon session you don’t want to be embarking on too regularly if you have any sort of respect for your liver.

On the plus side I was too drunk to back Arsenal against Hull in the FA Cup on Saturday. On the minus side I spent Sunday morning in a caravan on an industrial estate quaffing Highland Black Scotch Whisky listening to ‘Phil Collins – Greatest Hits’ with a middle-aged man called Big Sid. Indeed if I ever hear ‘Against All Odds’ again in my lifetime…it will be too soon.

Cheeky’s Punt of the Week: West Ham to beat Sunderland at 5/6 (Paddy Power)

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