Tips for Tikay

[The Camel]

Delbonis wins 7-5, 7-6.

Another winner courtesy of " The Oracle ".

Excellent work, but I'm pretty sure it was The Milkman who tipped it.

PS - You are on fire with these tennis bets right now. Long may it last.

Given his penchant for tennis bets, can we find a more pertinent moniker?

I'm thinking Cash.

Well he also does RL, RU, Cricket, Golf, in fact all sorts. (Except novelty nonsense).  

It needs to suggest his allrounderness.

The Jacksonville Jaguars have invented a new positional description for one of their newly drafted players Denard Robinson. To reflect his all round ability to play different positions they have listed him as 'OF' for offensive weapon. Might be nice to upgrade Hector from the Milkman to  OF or Offensive weapon

http://espn.go.com/nfl/story/_/id/9462903/jacksonville-jaguars-sign-offensive-weapon-denard-robinson

Surely Offensive Weapon would have been a better nickname for Aaron.

[tikay]

Or FO for Chompy?

[bobby1]

Chompy deserves more love , I obv mean OW not OF.

[Chompy]

Respect my authoritah

[redarmi]

Excitement for the thread at Fenway last night....

http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/baseball/mlb/gameflash/2013/07/22/48894/index.html#recap

Great news!

Hopefully, redarmi will give us his views when time permits.

I've been to a baseball game, you know. We all sung songs.

Think we are in a cracking position and think even 2-1 seems big now although there is a long way to go obviously.  At least we have a sweat which seemed fairly unlikely in May.

[Rubbish2407]

An ode to Hector (sung to the tune of Ernie, the fastest milkman in the west).

You could hear the hoof beats pound as they raced across the ground,
And the clatter of the wheels as they spun 'round and 'round.
And he galloped up to Blonde towers, his betting slip clasped to his chest,
His name was Hector, and he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

Now Hector supplied tips to a grumpy old git, an icecream known as Tikay,
Who lived all alone except when his Butler Jeeves came to stay.
They said he wouldn't bet with him, as he was haughty, proud and chic,
But Hector got him punting on the Rugby League three times a week.

They called him Hector, (Hectooooooooooooorrrrrrrrr)
And he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

Now Hector had a rival, an evil fucking man,
Called Lord Chompy from Chompington and he drove the Kebab van.
He tempted Tikay with his specials and his filthy each way bets,
And when he saw the green on his next eviction screen it very near turned his head.

He nearly fell for his poker tells and he said, "If you treat me right,
You'll have placepots every morning and reverse forecasts every night."
He knew once Tikay sampled his in-running system he'd have his wicked way,
And all Hector had to offer was a steady profit every day.

Poor Hector, (Hectooooooooooooorrrrrrrrr)
And he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

One lunch time Chompy saw Hector's horse and cart outside Tikay's door,
It drove him mad to find it still there at half past fucking four.
And as he lept down from his Kebab van, hot Chilli sauce through his veins did course,
And he went across to Hector's cart and didn't half kick his 'orse.

Whose name was Tighty, (Tighhhttttyyyyyyyy)
And he moderated the most profitable milk round in the west.

Now Hector rushed out into the street, his laptop in his hand,
He said, "If you wanna coach Tikay you'll fight for him like a man."
"Oh why don't we play cards for him?" Chompy sneeringly replied,
"And just to make it interesting we'll have a nifty on the side."

Now Hector dragged him from his van and beneath the sky so overcast,
They stood there face to face, and Chompy went for his rolled up racing post.
But Hector was too quick, things didn't go the way Chompy planned,
And a ipad and its charger sent it spinning from his hand.

Now Tikay ran between them and tried to keep them apart,
And Hector, he pushed him aside and a poker chip caught him underneath his heart.
And he looked up in pained surprise and the concrete hardened crust,
Of a "backing the draw for profit" hardback caught him in the ball sack and Hector bit the dust.

Poor Hector, (Hectooooooooooooorrrrrrrrr)
And he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

Hector was only 52, he didn't wanna die,
And now he's gone to make money in that Bookies in the sky.
Where the customers are angels and ferocious dogs are banned,
And the milkman's life is full of fun in that fairy, dairy land.

But Tikays's needs are many fold and soon he was placing Chompys picks,
But strange things happened on Superbowl night as he layed the rushing yards of Viks.
Was that the trees a-rustling? Or the crying of a fox?
Or Hector's ghostly Tennis bets a-rattling in his Inbox?

They won't forget Hector, (Hectooooooooooooorrrrrrrrr)
And he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

[Teacake]

Celtic should run up 5 or 6 at home to Cliftonville tonight in the Champions League 2nd Qualifying round it  Cliftonville are very poor looks an ideal opportunity to take advantage of Bet365 FGS ew market.

Celtic are playing the same line up as the first leg Hooper doesnt start, neither doesWatt or Balde so suggest backing Samaras at 3/1, Stokes 10/3, Commons 4/1 and Forrest at 6/1 for around £40 ew with savers on Lustig and Brown.

[Karabiner]

An ode to Hector (sung to the tune of Ernie, the fastest milkman in the west).

You could hear the hoof beats pound as they raced across the ground,
And the clatter of the wheels as they spun 'round and 'round.
And he galloped up to Blonde towers, his betting slip clasped to his chest,
His name was Hector, and he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

Now Hector supplied tips to a grumpy old git, an icecream known as Tikay,
Who lived all alone except when his Butler Jeeves came to stay.
They said he wouldn't bet with him, as he was haughty, proud and chic,
But Hector got him punting on the Rugby League three times a week.

They called him Hector, (Hectooooooooooooorrrrrrrrr)
And he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

Now Hector had a rival, an evil fucking man,
Called Lord Chompy from Chompington and he drove the Kebab van.
He tempted Tikay with his specials and his filthy each way bets,
And when he saw the green on his next eviction screen it very near turned his head.

He nearly fell for his poker tells and he said, "If you treat me right,
You'll have placepots every morning and reverse forecasts every night."
He knew once Tikay sampled his in-running system he'd have his wicked way,
And all Hector had to offer was a steady profit every day.

Poor Hector, (Hectooooooooooooorrrrrrrrr)
And he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

One lunch time Chompy saw Hector's horse and cart outside Tikay's door,
It drove him mad to find it still there at half past fucking four.
And as he lept down from his Kebab van, hot Chilli sauce through his veins did course,
And he went across to Hector's cart and didn't half kick his 'orse.

Whose name was Tighty, (Tighhhttttyyyyyyyy)
And he moderated the most profitable milk round in the west.

Now Hector rushed out into the street, his laptop in his hand,
He said, "If you wanna coach Tikay you'll fight for him like a man."
"Oh why don't we play cards for him?" Chompy sneeringly replied,
"And just to make it interesting we'll have a nifty on the side."

Now Hector dragged him from his van and beneath the sky so overcast,
They stood there face to face, and Chompy went for his rolled up racing post.
But Hector was too quick, things didn't go the way Chompy planned,
And a ipad and its charger sent it spinning from his hand.

Now Tikay ran between them and tried to keep them apart,
And Hector, he pushed him aside and a poker chip caught him underneath his heart.
And he looked up in pained surprise and the concrete hardened crust,
Of a "backing the draw for profit" hardback caught him in the ball sack and Hector bit the dust.

Poor Hector, (Hectooooooooooooorrrrrrrrr)
And he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

Hector was only 52, he didn't wanna die,
And now he's gone to make money in that Bookies in the sky.
Where the customers are angels and ferocious dogs are banned,
And the milkman's life is full of fun in that fairy, dairy land.

But Tikays's needs are many fold and soon he was placing Chompys picks,
But strange things happened on Superbowl night as he layed the rushing yards of Viks.
Was that the trees a-rustling? Or the crying of a fox?
Or Hector's ghostly Tennis bets a-rattling in his Inbox?

They won't forget Hector, (Hectooooooooooooorrrrrrrrr)
And he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

That was absolute Rubbish2407's finest hour.

Literally rofflecoptering or whatever is the kidz do.

[tikay]

An ode to Hector (sung to the tune of Ernie, the fastest milkman in the west).

You could hear the hoof beats pound as they raced across the ground,
And the clatter of the wheels as they spun 'round and 'round.
And he galloped up to Blonde towers, his betting slip clasped to his chest,
His name was Hector, and he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

Now Hector supplied tips to a grumpy old git, an icecream known as Tikay,
Who lived all alone except when his Butler Jeeves came to stay.
They said he wouldn't bet with him, as he was haughty, proud and chic,
But Hector got him punting on the Rugby League three times a week.

They called him Hector, (Hectooooooooooooorrrrrrrrr)
And he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

Now Hector had a rival, an evil fucking man,
Called Lord Chompy from Chompington and he drove the Kebab van.
He tempted Tikay with his specials and his filthy each way bets,
And when he saw the green on his next eviction screen it very near turned his head.

He nearly fell for his poker tells and he said, "If you treat me right,
You'll have placepots every morning and reverse forecasts every night."
He knew once Tikay sampled his in-running system he'd have his wicked way,
And all Hector had to offer was a steady profit every day.

Poor Hector, (Hectooooooooooooorrrrrrrrr)
And he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

One lunch time Chompy saw Hector's horse and cart outside Tikay's door,
It drove him mad to find it still there at half past fucking four.
And as he lept down from his Kebab van, hot Chilli sauce through his veins did course,
And he went across to Hector's cart and didn't half kick his 'orse.

Whose name was Tighty, (Tighhhttttyyyyyyyy)
And he moderated the most profitable milk round in the west.

Now Hector rushed out into the street, his laptop in his hand,
He said, "If you wanna coach Tikay you'll fight for him like a man."
"Oh why don't we play cards for him?" Chompy sneeringly replied,
"And just to make it interesting we'll have a nifty on the side."

Now Hector dragged him from his van and beneath the sky so overcast,
They stood there face to face, and Chompy went for his rolled up racing post.
But Hector was too quick, things didn't go the way Chompy planned,
And a ipad and its charger sent it spinning from his hand.

Now Tikay ran between them and tried to keep them apart,
And Hector, he pushed him aside and a poker chip caught him underneath his heart.
And he looked up in pained surprise and the concrete hardened crust,
Of a "backing the draw for profit" hardback caught him in the ball sack and Hector bit the dust.

Poor Hector, (Hectooooooooooooorrrrrrrrr)
And he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

Hector was only 52, he didn't wanna die,
And now he's gone to make money in that Bookies in the sky.
Where the customers are angels and ferocious dogs are banned,
And the milkman's life is full of fun in that fairy, dairy land.

But Tikays's needs are many fold and soon he was placing Chompys picks,
But strange things happened on Superbowl night as he layed the rushing yards of Viks.
Was that the trees a-rustling? Or the crying of a fox?
Or Hector's ghostly Tennis bets a-rattling in his Inbox?

They won't forget Hector, (Hectooooooooooooorrrrrrrrr)
And he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

Oof!

Absolutely superb!

WP, WP.

[tikay]

Celtic should run up 5 or 6 at home to Cliftonville tonight in the Champions League 2nd Qualifying round it  Cliftonville are very poor looks an ideal opportunity to take advantage of Bet365 FGS ew market.

Celtic are playing the same line up as the first leg Hooper doesnt start, neither doesWatt or Balde so suggest backing Samaras at 3/1, Stokes 10/3, Commons 4/1 and Forrest at 6/1 for around £40 ew with savers on Lustig and Brown.

£40 EW on all of them?

And how much (and win or EW) on the two savers, please?

[Teacake]

Celtic should run up 5 or 6 at home to Cliftonville tonight in the Champions League 2nd Qualifying round it  Cliftonville are very poor looks an ideal opportunity to take advantage of Bet365 FGS ew market.

Celtic are playing the same line up as the first leg Hooper doesnt start, neither doesWatt or Balde so suggest backing Samaras at 3/1, Stokes 10/3, Commons 4/1 and Forrest at 6/1 for around £40 ew with savers on Lustig and Brown.

£40 EW on all of them?

And how much (and win or EW) on the two savers, please?

Yes, Celtic shouldn't be playing in this round frankly, full strength team against part timers more interested in taking pics and getting autographs.   365 are best price on the 4 recommends, Brown takes pens and Lustig is the only other one I can see scoring. 

I'd be stunned if we dont score at least 5 tonight.

£15 ew savers, go on its been a quiet day

[Tal]

Rubbish, brilliant.

[Chompy]

Boooom! I'm famous! Wpwp.

[tikay]

Celtic should run up 5 or 6 at home to Cliftonville tonight in the Champions League 2nd Qualifying round it  Cliftonville are very poor looks an ideal opportunity to take advantage of Bet365 FGS ew market.

Celtic are playing the same line up as the first leg Hooper doesnt start, neither doesWatt or Balde so suggest backing Samaras at 3/1, Stokes 10/3, Commons 4/1 and Forrest at 6/1 for around £40 ew with savers on Lustig and Brown.

£40 EW on all of them?

And how much (and win or EW) on the two savers, please?

Yes, Celtic shouldn't be playing in this round frankly, full strength team against part timers more interested in taking pics and getting autographs.   365 are best price on the 4 recommends, Brown takes pens and Lustig is the only other one I can see scoring. 

I'd be stunned if we dont score at least 5 tonight.

£15 ew savers, go on its been a quiet day

Sorry, we got strangled by PP and Bet365 Restrictions, and was only able to get £5 EW on the first 4.

Details to follow later, am pokering at mo.

Thank you!

[edgascoigne]

An ode to Hector (sung to the tune of Ernie, the fastest milkman in the west).

You could hear the hoof beats pound as they raced across the ground,
And the clatter of the wheels as they spun 'round and 'round.
And he galloped up to Blonde towers, his betting slip clasped to his chest,
His name was Hector, and he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

Now Hector supplied tips to a grumpy old git, an icecream known as Tikay,
Who lived all alone except when his Butler Jeeves came to stay.
They said he wouldn't bet with him, as he was haughty, proud and chic,
But Hector got him punting on the Rugby League three times a week.

They called him Hector, (Hectooooooooooooorrrrrrrrr)
And he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

Now Hector had a rival, an evil fucking man,
Called Lord Chompy from Chompington and he drove the Kebab van.
He tempted Tikay with his specials and his filthy each way bets,
And when he saw the green on his next eviction screen it very near turned his head.

He nearly fell for his poker tells and he said, "If you treat me right,
You'll have placepots every morning and reverse forecasts every night."
He knew once Tikay sampled his in-running system he'd have his wicked way,
And all Hector had to offer was a steady profit every day.

Poor Hector, (Hectooooooooooooorrrrrrrrr)
And he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

One lunch time Chompy saw Hector's horse and cart outside Tikay's door,
It drove him mad to find it still there at half past fucking four.
And as he lept down from his Kebab van, hot Chilli sauce through his veins did course,
And he went across to Hector's cart and didn't half kick his 'orse.

Whose name was Tighty, (Tighhhttttyyyyyyyy)
And he moderated the most profitable milk round in the west.

Now Hector rushed out into the street, his laptop in his hand,
He said, "If you wanna coach Tikay you'll fight for him like a man."
"Oh why don't we play cards for him?" Chompy sneeringly replied,
"And just to make it interesting we'll have a nifty on the side."

Now Hector dragged him from his van and beneath the sky so overcast,
They stood there face to face, and Chompy went for his rolled up racing post.
But Hector was too quick, things didn't go the way Chompy planned,
And a ipad and its charger sent it spinning from his hand.

Now Tikay ran between them and tried to keep them apart,
And Hector, he pushed him aside and a poker chip caught him underneath his heart.
And he looked up in pained surprise and the concrete hardened crust,
Of a "backing the draw for profit" hardback caught him in the ball sack and Hector bit the dust.

Poor Hector, (Hectooooooooooooorrrrrrrrr)
And he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

Hector was only 52, he didn't wanna die,
And now he's gone to make money in that Bookies in the sky.
Where the customers are angels and ferocious dogs are banned,
And the milkman's life is full of fun in that fairy, dairy land.

But Tikays's needs are many fold and soon he was placing Chompys picks,
But strange things happened on Superbowl night as he layed the rushing yards of Viks.
Was that the trees a-rustling? Or the crying of a fox?
Or Hector's ghostly Tennis bets a-rattling in his Inbox?

They won't forget Hector, (Hectooooooooooooorrrrrrrrr)
And he had the most profitable milk round in the west.

Oof!

Absolutely superb!

WP, WP.

Heroic