Perfect day to be
Oct 14, 2015 16:02:05 GMT -5
Post by cait on Oct 14, 2015 16:02:05 GMT -5
sounds ok - unfortunately there will be trick or treaters to interrupt - constantly! and it's more fun with friends - on sat - other than the distaff who really cares about fri races?
Perfect day to be
Jay Cronley
ESPN
My dog and I will be the only ones here.
The shades and curtains will be shut. The telephone will be off. The bed will not been made. Dishes are apt to fill the sink. The vacuum should stand ignored in the corner. Clothes will be on chairs, like it's a holiday. Papers and past performances will be opened on all tables and most floors.
Cold margarita pizza will be in the refrigerator.
I will feel approximately $3,500 ahead of the game, which is about what being there would have cost. The average price for a two-day pass to the Breeder's Cup is $997. That's American Pharoah talking. So you have to hit a fat trifecta to get back to close to even on day one. Plus there's no wondering about flying through thunderstorms. There's no tipping for the sake of tipping. There's no sleep deprivation. There's no figuring out how to open the trunk of the rented car. There's no small talk. There's no big talk.
There's only an early football game on the television.
There's money in the computer account.
And things will only get better from here.
Soon, experts will begin making bad picks right and left. Some of these expert pickers will have mythical bankrolls to support mythical talent. Come on. Who couldn't pick with mythical money. Here's five hundred mythical bucks on the three horse at 20-1. Oh well, so he ran next to last. There's always more myth over in the graphics department. What about all the people chasing my make-believe money with actual hard-earned cash? That's too bad isn't it. Even though the money might be phony, a bad picker's picks are valuable because they can help you eliminate things that can't win. And they're free. If you can get with a bad picker early in the card, he or she can make picking winners 25 percent easier by pinpointing the obvious sucker bets. The pickers I like to follow are the ones who keep saying they hit a big one two years ago. Listen. Who hasn't hit some big ones. It's why we're still here. But all that matters now is what you think about the next race. If you're worried about what we think of your ability, you're right, we think you're bad. Just keep picking. And please, pick early so we can readjust our selections and amounts of our wagers.
There will be no diversions. No excuses.
It will just be you, and all you've learned, against them.
They'll make the favorite the one who ran the best most recently. They always do. The biggest recent winner and the one who won the Triple Crown will be the top two favored. Who could resist being a part of a little Triple Crown history, better a little late than never. Here's the problem with the favorites to be. The one off a big race did it in the mud and against a short field, two factors that inflate the already over-used Beyer numbers. And whereas the Triple Crown winner gave America some nice goose bumps and made everybody feel so much better about their own animals, horses that have fallen off their top form often have difficulty getting back to where they were.
So what we'll be looking for in the Classic is a horse with a reasonable explanation for its last average finish, somebody who has to improve and has greatness enough to win in its past, and a 5-1 to 10-1 number beside its name.
There's a price to be paid for not going. You can't say I was there when that crazy thing happened. Something crazy always happens. Collecting horse race tracks is an important chapter in any Americana notebook. But it's the same track some lazy Thursday. And many of the race track regulars have been to rehab and are now at the races in reserved seats with a spouse, who brought a book to read, and her favorite couple to talk bad movies with. But I was there when Wild Again charged through at the rail under Pat Day and won the Classic. Top that.
There's something to be gained by not always going. It's sleeping in. It's focus. It's a microwave 25 feet away. It's peace and quiet.
Being locked in Breeder's Cup weekend with a good dog, good food, extreme privacy and a grubstake is at the top of a new kind of list. It's not a bucket list. It's a heaven on earth list.
Perfect day to be
Jay Cronley
ESPN
My dog and I will be the only ones here.
The shades and curtains will be shut. The telephone will be off. The bed will not been made. Dishes are apt to fill the sink. The vacuum should stand ignored in the corner. Clothes will be on chairs, like it's a holiday. Papers and past performances will be opened on all tables and most floors.
Cold margarita pizza will be in the refrigerator.
I will feel approximately $3,500 ahead of the game, which is about what being there would have cost. The average price for a two-day pass to the Breeder's Cup is $997. That's American Pharoah talking. So you have to hit a fat trifecta to get back to close to even on day one. Plus there's no wondering about flying through thunderstorms. There's no tipping for the sake of tipping. There's no sleep deprivation. There's no figuring out how to open the trunk of the rented car. There's no small talk. There's no big talk.
There's only an early football game on the television.
There's money in the computer account.
And things will only get better from here.
Soon, experts will begin making bad picks right and left. Some of these expert pickers will have mythical bankrolls to support mythical talent. Come on. Who couldn't pick with mythical money. Here's five hundred mythical bucks on the three horse at 20-1. Oh well, so he ran next to last. There's always more myth over in the graphics department. What about all the people chasing my make-believe money with actual hard-earned cash? That's too bad isn't it. Even though the money might be phony, a bad picker's picks are valuable because they can help you eliminate things that can't win. And they're free. If you can get with a bad picker early in the card, he or she can make picking winners 25 percent easier by pinpointing the obvious sucker bets. The pickers I like to follow are the ones who keep saying they hit a big one two years ago. Listen. Who hasn't hit some big ones. It's why we're still here. But all that matters now is what you think about the next race. If you're worried about what we think of your ability, you're right, we think you're bad. Just keep picking. And please, pick early so we can readjust our selections and amounts of our wagers.
There will be no diversions. No excuses.
It will just be you, and all you've learned, against them.
They'll make the favorite the one who ran the best most recently. They always do. The biggest recent winner and the one who won the Triple Crown will be the top two favored. Who could resist being a part of a little Triple Crown history, better a little late than never. Here's the problem with the favorites to be. The one off a big race did it in the mud and against a short field, two factors that inflate the already over-used Beyer numbers. And whereas the Triple Crown winner gave America some nice goose bumps and made everybody feel so much better about their own animals, horses that have fallen off their top form often have difficulty getting back to where they were.
So what we'll be looking for in the Classic is a horse with a reasonable explanation for its last average finish, somebody who has to improve and has greatness enough to win in its past, and a 5-1 to 10-1 number beside its name.
There's a price to be paid for not going. You can't say I was there when that crazy thing happened. Something crazy always happens. Collecting horse race tracks is an important chapter in any Americana notebook. But it's the same track some lazy Thursday. And many of the race track regulars have been to rehab and are now at the races in reserved seats with a spouse, who brought a book to read, and her favorite couple to talk bad movies with. But I was there when Wild Again charged through at the rail under Pat Day and won the Classic. Top that.
There's something to be gained by not always going. It's sleeping in. It's focus. It's a microwave 25 feet away. It's peace and quiet.
Being locked in Breeder's Cup weekend with a good dog, good food, extreme privacy and a grubstake is at the top of a new kind of list. It's not a bucket list. It's a heaven on earth list.
