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It's a Bird, It's a Plane, No ... It's a Horse - Kentucky Derby '09

To me the Derby is not about the best horse - it's about who can get through the traffic. Jockey Calvin Borel proved my Derby point. Besides, there is no doubt "Bo-rail" was in the zone to guide Mine That Bird to a 6-3/4 length super-upset.  

Trainer Bennie Woolley said in a pre-race interview, "nuthing bothers this horse," and in the Post Parade with all the noise MTB was the only horse looking ahead to what was coming up - that has always been my mark of who would win - who is interested. It also didn't "bother" the horse to keep his momentum through a three foot opening on the rail when asked to do so when most jockeys and horses don't have the nerve.  

As far as Westerners and ex-rodeo riders horning in, it's about time racing lost some its Blue Blood status. Westerners don't put up with a lot BS and being constantly chided by the press about the twenty one hour van ride finally broke Woolley's patience when he had other things in mind - like his Western Hospitality of giving credit to other trainers of MTB.  

This IS GOOD for racing - just watching the crowd cheering as the Bird flew past the lugging leaders and then roaring their approval as Borel and MTB wallowed in their victory "dance" as one couple. Didn't Seabiscuit and Red Pollard do the same thing once when horse racing was at the pinnacle of sports, when the whole country stopped to hear a race on radio (then see it on Movie Tone News)?  

Horse racing fans can all handicap and pedigree away, but in reality there are the Derby Gods who, just like the Real One, everyone seems to ignore. The Gods have reasons of their own as to who the winner will be and the reason for my All bet on Derby Day.  

I also believe the Gods gave Sunland Park and their runners some kind of payback for Peppers Pride all-time winning streak not being acknowledged with an Eclipse award.  

'09 was a fantastic Derby day, and people who only watch once a year said, "WOW, look at what a horse can do!" ... not realizing the prowess of such a rider as Borel. Yes, the Derby Gods touched jockey and horse on the first Friday and Saturday in May.

HEY SPOGG - IT AIN'T GONNA HAPPEN

The Society for Promotion of Good Grammar hits a brick wall in the South. The Scotch-Irish stubborn refusal to learn - sticking with their "traditions" and Ebonics - is changing English into Cavemanglish. I substituted for first graders once and even their reading books are using double negatives. Countrywide, the invasion of Spanish is making an agreement with Cavemanglish: double negatives rule.  It is hopeless to use the old standards.

Not using such stupidity myself but not getting my intestines into intusseption, the reason I am finally giving into The Fall of Grammar is the fact that language does evolve. Whatever the common people are using will eventually become the vernacular. Cavemanglish has been in the public influence Big Time since the beginning of radio days and country music.  It stayed with the hippies, and now it is their kids and grandkids who are etching this deconstruction into granite.  Grammar is at a Worst Case Senario, and is all one hears in music, high schools, and even with grad-school graduates.  Oh My Gawd!

Thou doesn't speak like Shakespeare any more, n'est pas?