Eight Belles

She was a hell of a horse. I'm well into the juleps. so if my typing shows some damage, that's the reason. I had her for $10 to win, by far my biggest bet (I only also had Gayego at $2).

Damn. She placed. And deserved better than the nearly triumphal and she earned it. From now on, I haven't been a horseplayer for long, I'll have a line to automatically support. Damn she was a hell of a horse, gave everything, and just came up short. It's easy to blame the jockey, but here, the race was over, could a more experienced hand have saved her? I don't know, but I'll keep asking, because she was the lady to beat.

One of the people at our party cashed a ticket on Big Brown to win. I don't care. I lost my bets. But the horses I had (and the Evin Willians Green Bourbon I've had) say I made the right decisions. Gayego was my horse before the post draw, earning at least a $2 bet. And Eight Belles should have won, could have won, and was a hell of a horse. Am I being sentimental, yes, am I intoxicated, yes. But any employer who would hold the support of a fine horse against me, doesn't deserve my services. Matt is hosting a Preakness party, and I'm not sure I'll be there. Jackson employment calls and gas is pricey. But we shall see.

Damn. I don't know what to say. I lost, but being drunk, and having bet on horses I really believed in, I'm happy with my choices. I had Circular Que last year. Win or lose now, I made good decisions.