
05-04-2014, 09:48 AM
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Jerome Park
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Join Date: Jul 2009
Location: Meadow in the Sun
Posts: 9,385
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LOUISVILLE -- This is what a horse can do on the first Saturday in May: He can make three grown men dance under a setting sun on a famous racetrack, spinning little circles in the dust, tears rolling down their cheeks. He can make a 77-year-old trainer think about dear friends who passed away long ago and embrace the improbable gift of such a success so late in life. He can make an injured jockey, his body and brain still bruised from a terrible spill, climb on a same-day flight to see his little brother ride in and win the most important horse race in the world; and then he can make that little brother cry just thinking about those less fortunate than he is. He can make two rookie owners -- one a loquacious cowboy with a lucky 10-year-old hat and the other a reserved businessman who brought his 83-year-old mother to Churchill Downs for the race (and supported her fragile body from a spot on the rail) -- smarter than all of racing's sheikhs and barons, and all of its hedge fund heroes and hustlers, at half the cost of a Prius.
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