Sporty/spice

I'm spending most of this weekend with Ted. It's part of his Grand Plan to turn me into a sports fan. Apparently it's a 'Dream Weekend' for sporty types as there's the FA Cup, the Grand National and the US Masters all happening at the same time, and all being covered on terrestrial TV. Personally I'd call it a 'Dream Weekend' for those who like to watch other people in action rather than participate themselves, but I'm still new to all this.
The Masters golf in particular is getting Ted excited. He says it's his favourite sporting event of the year because it's always very exciting and hard to predict, although looking at the event history online it seems pretty easy to predict to me... Assume Tiger Woods will win, and if he doesn't, it'll be the next top-ranked American golfer on the circuit. Have I missed anything?
The Grand National was a painful watch. I've never understood the attraction of watching animals being tortured in the name of entertainment. Even the Romans gave that up several centuries ago. Ted's son gave us a 'hot tip' that a horse called 'Comply Or Die' was a 'sure thing.' I think he's still running now, so that's another twenty quid down the shitter.
Beryl has promised to do us a good buffet tea for tonight, as we settle down for the last few hours of the golf, so it's not all bad. She does these gorgeous prawn tempura things that can make any boring occasion go grandly, so I'm starving myself all day in anticipation.

RC 11-4-10