already in a bad mood when they rounded the last turn and he was in sixth. For
some reason, I didn’t believe he was going to do it one more time. Yet time after
time, Will Take Charge comes back from a big deficit to win. This time it was in
the Clark Handicap at Churchill Downs on Black Friday. And it changed my mood
and my day around.
I had to
work on Black Friday which is a hard thing to do after you spend the day before
with family, laughing and singing and filling our faces as we do. My son Dave
came home for the holiday and was leaving back for Vermont after I got home
from a hard day at the salt mine. It was then that I found out that his heater
and defroster in his car wasn’t working. I’m no mechanic and have no knowledge
of the cars today. I can change a starter in a 73 Chevy pickup but that’s about
it. I checked the fuses and they were fine. It was 22 degrees and he was going
to be cold. And he was.
As he beeped
off into the night, I melted into my chair and sighed. I needed to change my
mood. And it was then I remembered that the Clark was going off soon and I still
had time to get my bets in. It’s more than the cash that I have won off of Will
Takes Charge’s lather. It’s the beauty, speed and power of this uber equine. He
comes back from the dead so often, I think he is a vampire only his teeth are
too flat. Will Take Charge by a whisker again, it was thrilling. It was similar to the Travers last summer. Ah, was that a nice day as well. And instead of spending all of my money
going to Black Friday sales, I made enough money most likely to be used as a
loan, fixing my son’s heater in that old Alero.
another big day. For racing I mean. I didn’t accomplish one dern thing. But
once again, I had a good day at the track, mastering the chalk boards as if I
knew what the heck I was talking about. I waited with a turkey sandwich for the Cigar Mile. I knew
that all the hype was about Groupie Doll. It’s all you read and heard about was
Groupie Doll this or that, but I knew Flat Out was going to pull off an upset
when I woke up that morning. I felt it. Did you ever know a head of time that
your horse was going to win? I’m not talking about placing a bet and hoping, I
felt this one and confidently bet him across the board for the nice price in which he went off .
And it paid off because I trusted myself. I made some money and was able to enjoy some of the best late autumn racing. But more importantly, I was able to enjoy my family and no matter how cold they are in their car, they are always warm at our home. Hope your holiday went well … the Weekly Tout.