Idiot of the Month polls were what this forum was built on. Now, like it or not, the golden age of IOTM is gone. But the events of the past few days are too important to ignore. Seeing as admin clearly can’t be arsed organising IOTM anymore (and neither can I), I propose to hold an end of year poll for IOTY, probably in the week before Christmas. I think it’s still early enough in the year that the idiocy so far in 2013 should be fresh in the mind for nomination.
This competition will only be open to forum members. As there aren’t that many of us, I expect the logistics of the competition shouldn’t be too difficult.
So, I invite the forum to nominate a poster for inclusion in the end of year poll. It is important in my view that the proposer of each nomination should give a reason for doing so, so as to jog the forum’s collective minds when it comes to the eventual poll.
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[]fisty for betraying KIBman in his hour of need
[]those faceless posters that have been making Mickee’s life hell around here with their threats and what not
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I nominate Art Foley. Not for one post in particular but for most of his posts. If I were to put each up here it would clog up the thread which would be unfair to the rest of the nominees.
None of you dullards have actually had the foresight to nominate Rocko.
Rocko for:
i) his disastous rebranding of the forum
ii) making a fool of himself when he asked how many defenders who played for top international teams played in the Barclays Premier League[SIZE=3][FONT=arial]™ when it has the highest number of such players of any league in the world. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=arial]iii) The way he squealed like a little pig when confronted by other posters after his recent altercation with KIB Man. [/FONT][/SIZE]
My April nomination is Sidney for this in the Grand National Thread.
[INDENT]I generally find bookies’ shops to be slightly intimidating places, where non-regulars like myself are not especially welcomed by “regulars”. One Saturday before Christmas I found myself with a bit of time to kill and wandered into a bookies where I decided to do a football accumulator for the first time in about ten years. A slight frisson of fear, alright, not fear, but mild uneasiness, surged through me as I walked through the door. I found myself getting flustered as I looked in vain for a football coupon. After a few minutes of sheepish searching I eventually found one that had been discarded by another punter. But to my chagrin, the way the coupon was laid out was totally different from what I was used to back in the 2000-2002 period when I used to bet semi-regularly. I felt as though everybody was looking at me and secretly laughing and smirking as I tried to work out how to enter my selections. Where do you put the “1? Ah, this is ridiculous.” I eventually worked out how to enter my selection. Then I realised there was no second sheet attached tot he coupon which the cashier would rip off and keep. I couldn’t understand this and wondered how they would possibly keep a record of my bet. I nervously approached the cashier with my docket but was told “we only do returns” and I was directed across the counter to the next cashier. I was flabbergasted when I saw her photocopying the coupon and after what seemed like a cumbersome and inefficient process (much more inefficient than had been the case ten years ago - but that’s progress I guess) I was handed a receipt. I shuffled, slightly embarrassed, out of the shop. I found the whole thing a minor ordeal, in truth.
Today I’m going to return to the same shop confidently, this time in the knowledge that most people there will be like me, not knowing what to do, looking at the different screens, confused, looking at the different dockets on the little shelves on wall wondering what they are for, asking the cashier a question which she’ll grunt rudely at - “do I put the price on the screen on the docket or is it the price at the start of the race that counts?” “How do you fill this out?” “If I do an each way bet and my horse finishes fifth, do I win the same amount as if it wins?” “What are these Lotto dockets? Are they anything to do with Grand National?”
I’m going to play up my ignorance. I’m going to shove the regulars out of their usual spots and take as much time as I feel like hogging the table in front of the form guide. They regulars can strain their necks all they want to get close enough to read it. The losers, wasting their lives and their money on races at Southwell, Fontwell and Uttoxetter. They have the shop 363 days of the year. This is a day for the fair weather gamblers, the once a yearers like me. Fuck off, regulars. Today your spot is my territory, be on your way.[/INDENT]
Last edited by Sidney, Today at 10:47 AM
John Lonergan, of Mountjoy fame for this idiotic statement on The Late Late last night. :rolleyes:
“There’s young people smoking cannabis weed now and that’s having a very major affect on their behaviour. It’s causing them to act aggressively and abusively toward other people, they have no respect for other people as a result”