PHIL AGIUS

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I Khan't believe I backed a 175-1 winner (at 6-1)

Firstly, many apologies for leaving a gap bigger than that usually seen in the San Marino defence since my last blog, but anyone weird enough to be disappointed by my absence from the world wide web will have plenty of opportunity to finger-point and call me names by the time you've finished reading this.

At time of writing I've been 10-11 each of two whether to laugh or cry for the last three hours, since Simon Khan pulled off an amazing victory in the BMW PGA Championship at Wentworth.

Unlike m'learned colleague and far more prolific bloggist Steve Palmer, I'm not a regular golf punter, but having sized up the final-day situation at Wentworth at lunchtime, I fancied an interest bet.

I decided that neither of the leaders looked cast-iron certainties to stay there – Chris "Price Harry" Wood has little experience of hanging on to a final-day lead,while Jeremy Chapman had said in Golfwise Extra that he thought Robert Karlsson's hectic weekend schedule (he'd popped back home to France after thinking he'd missed the cut only to return after little sleep to shoot a Saturday course-record 62) might catch up with him.

Then it caught my eye that Freddie Andersson-Hed and Simon Khan had been ripping it up in the opening holes and – I'm not going to pretend I was being particularly clever here – I just picked Khan at 175-1 to be the man who might be able to repeat Karlsson's red-hot round in the Surrey sunshine.

Just an interest bet, so I was only going to have a fiver each-way anyway. The first two firms I tried to get the price with, it turned out I had no money in my internet accounts, and with the third I had plenty of money but their website doesn't work properly on our browsers in the office!

With it being only a passing fancy and there being some far more pressing tasksto get on with, I gave up.

Okay, so the next time I check the golf, Wood and Karlsson are nose-diving down the leaderboard like the Red Devils parachute display team, there are six players within a shot of the lead and my man is one of them.

Can he pull off the shock of his life? Yes he Khan!

Having missed the wedding through my own lack of application, I was determined to be there at the funeral too and, horrified at the thought of a 175-1 potential winner going totally unbacked, I got on the token tenner I was going to have in the first place at...6-1.

The final few holes were 'enjoyed' with me still pondering whether I'd rather see Khan stuff it up and lose money than see him make me a relatively small winner.

I definitely think I would have liked to see a few balls dropping in the newly-arrived Wentworth drink but, hey, he seems like a nice guy.

I will now spend the rest of the night deciding whether to blame whoever it was that replaced my Switch card with a Visa Debit card, which meant that in order to replenish the funds I will have to ring customer services (I'm sure they're very nice but I have a major being-bothered issue where it comes to using a phone for such menial tasks), or cursing the odds-compilers at the several firms with whom my accounts were loaded and ready to go for their lower offers about superhero Simon.

Okay then, shoot – the comments are available below for registered users – should I be happy to have picked the right man and backed him at the wrong price or gently weeping into my just-opened bottle of Lilt? (It's still warm up here, even at 10.30pm).