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Jockey’s weigh in at around 118 lbs. ~ I’ve been told, based simply on my massive longshots 50 - 80 - 110-1 that this must be the weight of my gonads each.  You decide.

Click on “HOT LIKE A ROCKET” pointer above, for proof, this is a list of horses I gave out in 4 best races of the day- that prevailed—and at a price.

And, oh yeah- it’s not braggin’ if it’s true, but I don’t intend to rest on my laurels- big deal- I hit some beautiful scores before – who cares!!  You’re buying in now, you’re not necessarily interested in what I did, but, to be fair- what I can do—for you.

And let me just say- this “is” the place, and “today” is the day.

Are you ready for some supremely overlooked ponies that are ready to pay solid dividends?

Sexy pay-outs all around- and a guaranteed minimum take-plus- my personal daily phone call giving you my selections and to personally welcome you aboard?

Come- jump into the pool of 72;
Become a card carrying member of the Fleet Command Academy or, if you’re really serious about really serious money enlist in the Mothership Connection.

And dig this- My horses finish more in the money, than not.

I mean , any monkey can pick the favorite to prevail, I on the other hand, opt for “practical value” longshots so superfly overlooked they defy the program.

If you’ve ever subscribed to tout service information in the past, you will appreciate when I say they are not in the business of picking honest winnas, furthermore, if they were forced to follow their own sage advice, they would go bankrupt.

No, sadly- tout services get fatta, linin’ their pockets, not by giving sound advice, but by recruiting a steady stream of new accounts (suckas) with a surefire winner in a “big race” and their guarantee is "if our ruff n’ready 2-1 shot should fail to win this race, we’ll give ya an entire month free."  Big deal.  The month “free” of 4-1 shots finishing 3rd , 4th , 5th are built in  the one day big race price.  Run-they saw you coming!

Consistently, all too often, the biggest, most advertised tout services give a horse that tires mid-stretch or puts up a run too late and if you’re lucky settles  for 3rd place. Picture a monkey, blindfolded, throwin’ darts – sure, he might hit once in a while, but, honestly, he’s just going through the motions.  He knows not what he does.

When I think of tout services , the monkey almost always comes to mind, actually, this is a disservice to the monkey who probably has a higher ROI than your garden variety tout service (exaggerated claims by all, credibility had by none).

I don’t have any vendetta against those services (no wait, yes I do!)
I kinda find it disturbing that collectively they cash less than 33% of all their tickets- extending empty information that borders on the unethical. 
Are you drowning in information yet starving for knowledge
Ok, than toss your program away or better still, cancel your tout service membership stop the dread disease called PARALYSIS OF ANALYSIS
Handicapping a race, at that point becomes a crutch (er?…..handicapped!)
In fact, here’s a neat idea, I’d love to see come to pass… for all tout services to collectively form a consortium, post picks on a universal site, police selections, and any tout service not producing a profit in, say, something like 10 days…. That particular tout service would be barred from selling their selection for next 3 months- but, alas, don’t count on that happening- because these monsters and their voracious appetites exist simply because a fresh crop of bettors starving for knowledge, are signing up all the time.

Yet, tout services know no more than youyou are only duped into believing they do, but, they know what you want to hear.

In fact, aren’t you tired of all those overplayed songs those tout services sing in your ear, daily? (or-as I refer to them- the "stepford wives joke service")

Just in case you’ve forgotten, here’s a top ten of all those tout services songs they’re all guilty of singing.
 

  1. "Our horse can’t lose today" (yet can’t even hold on for second!)
  2. "We received inside information today" (Riiiight!!! Inside an 8 ball or a fortune cookie?)
  3. "Our horse has never run so cheaply before” (read: no better than 4th)
  4. "Our selection is runnin’ with new equipment today!!" (yes it is… but jet rockets ain’t one of them!)
  5.  "Our horse will maintain it’s value, and win at a price today" ( ok…if you think 3-1 is value, the Everglades is loaded with waterfront potential.
  6. "This horse is shipping in fresh from__________" (fill in with any respectable level 1 racetrack) and will tear up the track today (perhaps, but not with this field, and not today) (the only way this horse could win, today, is if all the other horses scratched)
  7. "Our horse is in today with a new trainer" ( by default: the last one left in disgust, and was talking to a glue factory on his cell, on his way out the door!)
  8. "The trainer called us this morning and said this horse looks like a winna today" (well, not exactly, what he really said was : man, if this horse don’t look just like  that other horse, that won on the track, this distance only 8 months ago, what was his name again?
  9. "Let’s rob the bank legally" (oops, sorry, meant, let’s rob YOU legally, hell yeah!) And the Granddaddy of all insulting overplayed ear candy
  10. "We pay clockers six figures a year for solid savvy information, and we’re being told this horse is gonna win today" (win? Er…meant…run, yeah that’s right---run!!!)
Well-ladies and gentlemen
it’s time for a now song and dance...put on your dancin’ shoes cause I’m a gonna have ya dancin’ that cash extraction mambo.
And have ya singin’ “Once ya go Jack, ya never go back!”
I love to spread good news, love to give out a 50-1 shot that  finishes full of run on top- Yes—change is good.  But da foldin’ money is what I’m after!

We have no horse owner ties, no skim for bombs, just a healthy satisfaction of knowing – our horse won- paid a ton- and causing all my accounts to prosper and smile.

Dollar for Dollar the best value in handicapping available. Period. Bar None.
In fact, show me anywhere, where one could make on average $4,880.00 in a week- not the stock market, not futures.

Remember that list? Well hurry—call or e-mail Christmas is comin’!

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