Alright, let’s cut the nonsense. You lot keep picking losers week after week, and it’s not just bad luck—it’s your bloody instincts screwing you over. I see it all the time with the horses, and it’s no different with football. You’re not betting on stats or form; you’re betting on that little voice in your head saying, “This feels right.” Newsflash: that voice is a liar. It’s why you’re still chasing that dodgy punt on the underdog instead of looking at the cold, hard numbers. I’ve been around the tracks long enough to know—gut picks might win you a fluke, but they’ll bleed you dry in the long run. Stop romanticizing your hunches and start treating this like a game you can actually beat. Or don’t, and keep crying into your pint when the favorite romps home without you. Your call.