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The Starting Bell
Chinstraps are buckled. Boots are secured. The bookie ascents and chalks up the odds. In the background the popping of corks can be heard. The going is ‘good’. The paddocks are locked. Lights, camera, action; ridiculous hats fill up the concourse. Spirits are high as the passionate crowd part with their notes (3-1 the favorite). The sun begins to shine down upon on this dated scene where toffs and pretenders play out their roles as squires and lords. A pitiful sight; archaic wankers surrounded by shite. The P.A announces the main event. Ms. Claire Balding describes it again as the stars of the show are lead to the front in bright colored jackets, parading their crops. Cheers and excitement as they ring the starting bell. Drama and commotion, more of hope not expectation. Whipped ‘cos he aint fast enough then killed because he fell. Betting slips are crumpled out of anger and frustration. The starting bell sounds again.