Note: theHoff is a regular contributor to Cardinal Laws.
Sometimes things just have to give. I try to make it a point each fall and spring meet to make it to Keeneland at least once. I usually get to meet up with friends that I don't get to see that often. We tailgate in the parking lot. Eat, Drink and catch up. It's a good time all around. Inside that place it's a different story. I think in the past 4 times I had been to Keeneland I think I cashed two tickets. Not Good. I was ice cold.
That was all until a couple weekends ago. My friends and I did our typical routine and did a show pool. We kept it alive for a race or two, then it would die. It was the same old song and dance. A race before the feature the friends I was staying with decided they were going to get a head start on dinner. I suggested, since no one was doing any good, that everyone (6 of us) throw in $5 and we would place $5 across on two different horses... we were bound to get something out of it. Well we did. Only one of our horses got in to money. Show. Damnit! This $15 ticket isn't even going to get back to even. My friend and I walk up to the window... pays $9. Great, what the hell do we do with $9?? I look up at the board and say long shot. My buddy questions my judgment (who can blame him), so I barter him down to the second long shot. #2, 48-1. I tell the guy in the window and he prints out our ticket and gives us a huge grin. It was either a look that he knew we were going to win, or he was simply mocking us.
We get back out to the paddock and everyone is finishing their drinks and winding down the long day. Not everyone in our group knew who we had picked, but as they broke our #2 shot out to the lead. 'Shit...' My friend and I voiced our displeasure, and at that point everyone within an earshot knew who we had. She ran strong along the back side, and teased a bit, but never gave up the lead. I knew how this was going to end... dying along the stretch... only she didn't. It wasn't until the 1/4 pole that I thought we had a chance. She changed leads and looked to get a step quicker. At this point our tone finally changed. #2! Run Mo-fo!!! She hit the wire first. We were giddy. It was really the only true excitement we had all day. Then the long wait for those magic words, 'official'. It comes. Briskly walking back to the windows to see what our final payout will be, I remembered the guy who sold us the ticket. I remembered that look he gave us. This guy looked like he played Santa at the mall. Chubby, red nose, and a big white beard. We find him and he says 'Hey, you guys are back.'. I slip him the ticket. $450. Bam!! He was truly as excited as we were. We tipped him and went back to the group to divvy up the cash. That was the best win I think I've ever experienced.
That horse is running in the Oaks: Lilacs and Lace.
I'm not saying. I'm just saying...
Another Derby horse for ya:
Twinspired- Yup, I know. Not anywhere near the top of the 'contenders'. Currently is the lowest in earnings, but ya know what? He's in. He finished 2nd at the Blue Grass, which was probably a weak field. He has a good amount to graded stakes in his lineage, so there might be some potential. Some horses you just get a feeling about. He's mine. He will be good value to add to a few exotics. He is a gray. Remember the last gray to win the Derby?? Giacomo. 50-1. Do you remember who was riding him? Mike Smith. Well guess who is riding Twinspired.... that's right, Mike Smith. The stars are aligning folks, and this horse just might pull it off.
I'm not saying. I'm just saying...