There are some horses you have to sneak up on and back them before they know you have backed them. This type of horse has Superman's x-ray vision because when they see you have backed them they become very coy about putting in a winning effort. Two weeks ago I had a crack at a horse called Bike Aaromba in a race at Perth labeling him a best bet. This noble beast didn't jump all that well but I thought the effort fairly weak as it had its chance in the straight.Last Saturday it buttered up again

There are some horses you have to sneak up on and back them before they know you have backed them. This type of horse has Superman's x-ray vision because when they see you have backed them they become very coy about putting in a winning effort. Two weeks ago I had a crack at a horse called Bike Aaromba in a race at Perth labeling him a best bet. This noble beast didn't jump all that well but I thought the effort fairly weak as it had its chance in the straight.

Last Saturday it buttered up again and suddenly I was facing the horns of a dilemma. Should I back it to recover what I had lost the previous Saturday or should I back my judgement about the run and not throw any further money away? With three minutes to go it was hovering around 2/1 on Betfair and had my trigger finger ready to hit submit when I decided to check the spell dates of his most recent wins. I breathed a sigh of relief when I noted no 7 day back up wins and the itchy finger slipped back in the holster.

Halfway up the straight I am positive I saw Bike Aaromba turn his head ever so slightly to the right, and thus towards to me watching his run on my television monitor, and stick his tongue out in a defiant moment encapsulating the term "Up yours". Just when I thought he might weaken he raised another effort to just last and there I was weeping uncontrollably for the second week in a row.

What do you do with a horse like this? Do you accept defeat and say to yourself, "Too hard to follow" or do you sit and wait in ambush mode when he least expects it? I have always instilled in my children the Kozlovski motto of "never give up" and I would be Mr Hypocrite if I backed out of this battle. One day soon I will be sitting home with a black stocking on my head, thus fooling Bike Aaromba, having backed him.. I will have a tissue in one hand and a glass of champagne in the other while I watch the race and hopefully the champagne hand will be the one that moves.