Dogs, dogs, dogs

15 August 2008

Tomorrow night, in North East London, a piece of history is being made… before being torn down.

Walthamstow Stadium has it’s final greyhound race meet tomorrow and will be formally handed over to property developers in September, then torn down to make way for houses.

I’ve never been there but I’ve been to Wimbledon dog track several times and always had a good time. I’ve never made or lost too much money (bets start at 50p I think) and there’s a good atmosphere with everyone from kids to regulars to hen-parties in attendance. It’s pretty relentless too: with a race every 15 minutes, that doesn’t leave you standing around with nothing to do for very long.

There’s a lot of analysis and strategy that can be applied to the selection of a hound to bet on; however I’ve always opted to stick to my own system. Like any good system, mine has simple, basic criteria which are always applied with a defined order of precedence:

  1. If there’s a dog with a vaguely rude name, back it. Simple as that.
  2. Next go for any name that’s either particularly silly or that can be said in a way that makes it sound a bit rude even though it’s not.
  3. Finally, any dog that craps on the way onto the track is a worth a bet, just in case it wins thereby giving you a humorous story for later.

Anyway, the point of this post was that I’ve got a suggestion that Walthamstow Stadium Developments Ltd may wish to think about before knocking the place down.

I think there is a definite market for cat racing.

In particular I think that, providing a Turkish “Swimming Cat” can be trained to use a skate board (and there’s no evidence to suggest that they can’t) then there’s huge potential for a Cat Triathlon.

And the best thing about it is it would only require the alteration of a single letter on any signage: Walthamstow Mogs.

I know.