Hoyle’s Fallacy: the junkyard tornado, is a term for mathematician Fred Hoyle’s flawed statistical analysis applied to evolutionary origins.
The flaw was that goo-to-you evolution is so unlikely it makes the junkyard tornado thing look like a sure bet.
One thing I find amusing is that atheists often compare a belief in God to a belief in Santa Claus. While this comparison in itself is ludicrous even if there is no God (it's sort of like comparing the Laffer curve to a business plan to sell unicorn poop) what is really interesting is that belief in macroevolution requires such faith in so many things lining up perfectly that it's like believing the jolly old elf can visit all the world's children in 24 hours. I mean, really, if getting from the first microbe to you and me took 500 different mutations, what are the odds that they would all work out not only correctly, but in the way they did?
Even if there was no other evidence of a God, Hawking would be silly to call people of faith irrational, because it's completely rational to say "I'm playing the odds, because they're rather immense." If Pascal's wager was rational in the seventeenth century, how much more rational is it now when we know that the odds of being here in this form are trillions to one?