If you spent today at Prestbury Park, you either have a very dusty wallet or a very smug grin. It was Day Two of the 2026 Cheltenham Festival, and the scriptwriters clearly decided “predictability” was for the amateur leagues. The afternoon was defined by the kind of drama that makes punters question their life choices.Continue reading “Silks and Shenanigans The Post-Mortem: “Majborough-no” and the 66/1 Heartbreaker”