SARATOGA SPRINGS, NY, May 26, 2014—I can forget about reloading my Xpressbet account today, or worry about those pesky higher base-wagers suggestions, or consulting my Rainbow 6 Player Advantage Chart.

As the late, great John Lennon once put it: The dream is over, what can I say?

That thud you heard crashing down late Sunday was not the Boston Red Sox losing their 10th straight, or the Montreal Canadiens falling to the New York Rangers again--in overtime yet. Rather, it was the sound of handicapping computer programs crashing all over America.

It was the handicapping score heard round the racing world to the chagrin of every horseplayer not named Daniel Borislow.

The chance for the little guy to make that potential life-changing score is gone, as is Gulfstream Park’s dream of a $10 million handle day without costing them a dime—pardon the expression—from their stakes-race purse account.

But no one should feel sorry for Gulfstream today; their Rainbow 6 jackpot has gotten them at least $6,678,939.12 worth of free publicity.

No sooner had the news broken late Sunday afternoon that the wager was hit one day before the entire jackpot pool was to be dispersed that cyber-players began to react:

Rumors of the “Gulfstream conspiracy,” whereby the track itself would have/should have invested about $30,000 of their own to insure that no one would be the lone winner before today by buying the rack, twice.

There was praise for great handicapping on the part of Borislow, but those people were corrected by several others who called him a “skilled player,” not a “skilled handicapper.”

Does it matter? Either way, it’s over, and everyone who had a few dollars and a dream can now return to their drawing boards or go back to buying their billion-to-one lottery tickets, the worst bet ever conceived in the history of gambling mankind.

Horseplayers have been talking intently about today for a week, and probably will continue to do so for another seven days about what might have been.

There will be much chagrining and gnashing of teeth because other deep-pocketed players, and big, small syndicates and individuals alike, will not get a chance to hatch their secret plan to take down as much of a seven-figure pool as possible.

Quoted in a press release, Gulfstream Park president Tim Ritvo congratulated the winner, admitted disappointment in not having a chance to see how high the pool could have gone under the mandatory provision, and how “the Rainbow 6 was designed to be a life-changing wager.”

I guess Borislow now can afford to enjoy that new restaurant that was just opened in his home town of Palm Beach, maybe with a nice Chianti.

I have never met the man, only know him from his name on a track program as the owner of the talented, brilliantly fast, stakes-winning Toccet, so I can’t be happy for him on a personal level.

But I’ll give him this: In a game where everyone who has been around longer than five minutes considers himself a “wise guy,” myself included, Borislow turned out to be the wisest wise guy of them all, jumping the gun while the competition was burning the midnight oil. That part of making a score he figured correctly one-thousand percent.

But as for the part where “I’ve been one of the larger bettors for a period of years…I guess, probably, I’ve gotten good at it…I really liked [the sixth race]…I keyed that race, and it worked out well?”

It surely did. He used two horses in that race--no need for a single in that spot—pressed the ALL button in the other five races and, of the 19 live ducats going into the Gulfstream finale, six were unique tickets, all belonging to the winner since the eighth race was one of Borislow’s five ALL races.

So, in the life-changing, dream-realizing department, the Rainbow 6 failed, as most big-payoff sequential wagers invariably will. This type of bet will be won by the handicappers who can most afford to throw money at a solution.

And the tracks and ADWs love them for their marketing sizzle and bottom-line potential. Welcome to the Thoroughbred commodities market.

For his part, Borislow, who reportedly retired at 38 and subsequently founded the successful magicJack discount phone service, is likely praying right now that his life never changes. By any measure, life is good.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a drawing board to get back to.