It’s bad enough to watch a football game bundled in blankets like a mummy. But the misery subsides in three hours. At the races, the chill sets into your bones with three to four races to go. You sit there, stunned by the cold; it’s not good for the handicapping. The pace of a day at the races favors leisurely time-wasting, thoughtful reflection, careful calculation – none of that is done with a hot cocoa in hand.
Oh, well. These winners should warm the cockles of your heart if not your toes. Take Bright Horizon or Precision Break on the basis that Euros are better suited than American-trained horses to get a long distance. Together looms over the others in class. Moontime Missy will be in the exacta, so at 30-1 why not bet her to win? Box Awesome Feather with Theyskens’ Theory and Sara Louise for a boxcar exacta. Defending champ Midday is the lock of the day. It won’t be easy for Blind Luck, but the children of Pollard’s Visions have heart.
The working press is chowing down on free garlic studded steak and pecan crusted trout in the Joe Hirsch Media Center. Yesterday, it was nasty fried hamburgers (yum!) in butter sauce, lying like upside-down divots in casual water. Popcorn is always available. Concessions carry steep prices elsewhere.
Good luck from Vic Zast in a box on the third floor clubhouse of Churchill Downs. More tomorrow, unless you’re a Facebook friend.