My gut tells me this will have a good outcome.
My gut tells me ... this is a bad one and a big one.
My gut tells me the letter is a forgery.
My gut tells me that these guys will renegotiate the price and there will be a significant haircut. Assuming they're reasonable and want to get the deal done, there's got to be some middle ground they can find.
My gut tells me that spreads and yields are still too high to see a flood of deals. But if the market continues to improve, we will be at a point where a pickup in deals would be feasible.
My gut tells me that on average, Africans feel a lot more optimistic - systems of governance have improved, along with the opportunities to improve one's livelihood.
My gut tells me my audience will tell me they don't want to hear it.
My gut says the Fed doesn't have too many bullets left to fire, and therefore they have to use them sparingly, and we'll see a (quarter percentage point) cut at the next meeting.
My gut reaction is that we're at a transformational stage. We're at a point as a business where so much has changed around us, and we really haven't changed with it. If we think we can cut our way to prosperity, we're kidding ourselves.
My gut is that we can come up with something here that is good for the league, and that we can go on with. But it's going to be up in the air, and is up in the air, at this time. I expect a pretty drawn-out meeting.