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![]() For all of you convinced this is some sort of superhorse, please fork over $31.50 and buy this:
http://www.amazon.com/Champions-Perf...1429919&sr=1-3 I promise it will be the best $31.50 you ever spend. For anyone else on here that doesn't have this but might not be drinking the Big Brown brainwashing brew it is a steal for $31.50. |
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Maybe people including myself are excited for Big Brown because we would like a Triple Crown winner for this sport. |
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i just ordered it elsewhere for $60.00. can't wait to read the chapter on big brown. |
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And how many races does it take to become a superhorse? And why don't you post under your main account? |
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![]() And why don't you post under your main account?[/quote]
This is the only account I have. What do you mean? |
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I have no interest in a TC winner for a bunch of money hungry owners, a cheating trainer, a horse that had no real 2yo campaign, no 4yo campaign, and did nothing amazing as a 3yo outside of beating up on a crappy crop. Call me crazy but to ask for one of these expectations to be filled for the first TC winner in 30 years doesn't seem too much to ask. |
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Not a troll at all. Just not as advanced as the majority it seems. I like Big Brown because he was so impressive at Fl. Derby so I've picked him twice. Both $200 bets to win in The Derby and Preakness in which I won $480 and under $50 respectively. Maybe I am a "moron" for making the Preakness bet, but I felt very confident he would win. It makes me enjoy the race knowing there is a little action on it. Even if he lost, big deal, it is $200. I can afford it so why does that make me a moron. I guess I can take some of my Big Brown winnings and buy the book ![]() One other point is we are talking about how good Big Brown is or isn't? I know it is important to want to like the owners or trainers and while they are suspect, let's not let that take away from Big Brown (who is the one actually competing). He shouldn't be penalized because of his connections being suspect. |
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One can be both excited about Big Brown having a shot at the TC, and skeptical about how good he actually is. I don't think you have to be one or the other. |
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![]() Champions: The Lives, Times, and Past Performances of the 20th Century's Greatest Throughbreds is book every serious horse racing fan should have.
I don't have the updated edition but the the original tells just as good of story of the way horseracing was. Comparing todays horses to the greats from years past is pointless. The breed is not the same. The owners are of a different breed too. In many cases the insurance cost of running your horse outweigh the financial benefits of running the horse. Today horse racing's establishment races to breed when in years past it was the opposite. Big Brown is on the cusp of winning one of the most elusive prizes in sports today. The only other Triple Crown that might be harder to achieve is Major League Baseballs TC. I think it was Carl Yastrzemski who was baseballs last Triple Crown winner and that was in 1967, and he played in Fenway Park. If Big Brown wins the Belmont he should be considered a great horse because he will have accomplished a great feat that many others have tried to accomplish but came up short. |
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speaking of past winners, 10 of the 11 had more starts at two then big brown has had in his career.
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thank you, thank you, a million times over.
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affirmed, sixteen wins. slew, fourteen wins. secretariat, sixteen wins wake me up when big brown hits double digits.
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I remember reading something awhile ago saying that the whirlaway connections would put a little ball of heroin on his tongue before his races. You really think only "modern" horses are drugged?? |
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![]() Fitting link:
http://www.sirbacon.org/4membersonly/docellis.htm Detail of Dock Ellis pitching a no hitter on acid: What's weird is that sometimes it felt like a balloon. Sometimes it felt like a golf ball. But he could always get it to the plate. Getting it over the plate was another matter entirely. Sometimes he couldn't see the hitter. Sometimes he couldn't see the catcher. But if he could see the hitter, he'd guess where the catcher was. And he had a great catcher back there. Jerry May. You could make mistakes with him, and he would compensate. He'd know if he called for a curveball, he could look at the follow-through of your arm and see if you were gonna hang it. So he'd get ready to slide and block. Also, he had this reflective tape on his fingers that was by far the easiest thing to see. Ellis had no idea what the score was, and he knew he'd been wild--he ended with eight walks, one hit batsman and the bases loaded at least twice--but here it was, bottom of the seventh, and he was still in the game. The hardest part was between innings. He was sure his teammates knew something was up. They had all been acting strange since the game began. Solution: Do not look at teammates. Do not look at scoreboard. Must not make eye contact. His spikes--that's what he concentrated on. Pick up tongue depressor, scrape the mud, repeat. Must. Clean. Spikes. Sometime in the fifth or sixth, he sensed someone next to him. Looking. He turned. It was rookie infielder Dave Cash. "Dock," Cash said. "You've got a no-hitter going." Cash, apparently unaware of the (insanely well-known) superstition that a pitcher never talks about a no-hitter until it's complete for fear of jinxing it, was immediately piled upon by several outraged teammates. Ellis, meanwhile, looked at the scoreboard. H What's weird is that sometimes it felt like a balloon. Sometimes it felt like a golf ball. But he could always get it to the plate. Getting it over the plate was another matter entirely. Sometimes he couldn't see the hitter. Sometimes he couldn't see the catcher. But if he could see the hitter, he'd guess where the catcher was. And he had a great catcher back there. Jerry May. You could make mistakes with him, and he would compensate. He'd know if he called for a curveball, he could look at the follow-through of your arm and see if you were gonna hang it. So he'd get ready to slide and block. Also, he had this reflective tape on his fingers that was by far the easiest thing to see. Ellis had no idea what the score was, and he knew he'd been wild--he ended with eight walks, one hit batsman and the bases loaded at least twice--but here it was, bottom of the seventh, and he was still in the game. The hardest part was between innings. He was sure his teammates knew something was up. They had all been acting strange since the game began. Solution: Do not look at teammates. Do not look at scoreboard. Must not make eye contact. His spikes--that's what he concentrated on. Pick up tongue depressor, scrape the mud, repeat. Must. Clean. Spikes. Sometime in the fifth or sixth, he sensed someone next to him. Looking. He turned. It was rookie infielder Dave Cash. "Dock," Cash said. "You've got a no-hitter going." Cash, apparently unaware of the (insanely well-known) superstition that a pitcher never talks about a no-hitter until it's complete for fear of jinxing it, was immediately piled upon by several outraged teammates. Ellis, meanwhile, looked at the scoreboard. Huh. Yeah. After the eighth, during which he'd watched outfielder Matty Alou snag an almost certain base hit, Ellis walked off the field and looked Cash straight in the eye. "Still got my no-no!" Ellis declared. uh. Yeah. After the eighth, during which he'd watched outfielder Matty Alou snag an almost certain base hit, Ellis walked off the field and looked Cash straight in the eye. "Still got my no-no!" Ellis declared. Quote:
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That is very interesting..because I thought I saw Cigar smoking a crack-pipe before the Pacific Classic...
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![]() Just curious to how people feel. If Big Brown were to win the Belmont by 20 lengths in 2:29 3/5, how would you feel afterwards? Glad to finally have a TC winner or extremely upset that it had to happen this way?
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The real horses of the year (1986-2020) Manila, Java Gold, Alysheba, Sunday Silence, Go for Wand, In Excess, Paseana, Kotashaan, Holy Bull, Cigar, Alphabet Soup, Formal Gold, Skip Away, Artax, Tiznow, Point Given, Azeri, Candy Ride, Smarty Jones, Ghostzapper, Invasor, Curlin, Zenyatta, Zenyatta, Goldikova, Havre de Grace, Wise Dan, Wise Dan, California Chrome, American Pharoah, Arrogate, Gun Runner, Accelerate, Maximum Security, Gamine |