The Man Who Believes He is God – And a Tip From a Punter Hangs Out in the Public Stand and Around the Stables, and Studies the Form
Not too many men go from a cell in Long Bay to the right hand of God. The one you can see, not the one you can’t. In NSW his name is Perrottet, Dom Perrottet. Not shaken. not stirred. The other bloke’s Mickey Blue Eyes. He eats Greek muesli for breakfast. I’m not slagging Peter […]