Sunday, May 6, 2012
A Day At the Races
I could have called this entry "The Lost Weekend." No, not spent in an alcoholic haze like the old Ray Milland movie, just sitting in front of the TV watching races (hence the Marx Brothers' movie title). Yesterday I spent four hours watching all the hoopla at the Kentucky Derby, culminating in two minutes of heart-pounding race. I know I'll do the same thing in two weeks when they run the Preakness at Pimlico, the second jewel in the Triple Crown, and later at Belmont, the third. My family has strong ties to Santa Anita Racetrack and horse racing in general. As much as I love NASCAR (I'll be watching that today), seeing magnificent animals run nearly brings me to tears. Of course I put down an imaginary bet (any competition can use a little spice), but racing, to me, is never about the money. That's a good thing, because I sure didn't win yesterday. Oh well, I have high hopes for today.