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Waking Up with a Breeders' Cup Hangover

By Tony Bada Bing

 

Not sure what it is about the days following the Kentucky Derby and Breeders’ Cup, but my head, my heart and even my stomach feel like a drank copious amounts of bourbon, tequila or even wine coolers – remember those? Maybe it’s due to really never coming out ahead? Maybe it’s the missed opportunities like say, Mizdirection (I liked), Trinniberg (who I really liked) and Little Mike (who I figured only had to run 10 furlongs since the first few were downhill)? Maybe it’s my frustration including such horses in exotic wagers without ever cashing in on them?

 

Regardless, I’ve woken up feeling groggy and a bit tapped out. Being a somewhat dedicated horse player as well as a dad and husband means handicapping late at night after the kids have gone to bed, leaving the raked leaves in a pile – not good for the spousal relationship – and even watching the races during my son’s playoff soccer games yesterday. You may think, "Really, Bada Bing?” just as my wife did, when she called seeking dinner plans during the Filly Juvenile Turf on Friday, and I declined to take the call, watching the race from the soccer field parking lot on my IPhone.

 

Speaking of “the Mrs.” she even tolerated me watching the Classic from the bar during our date night on Saturday. She was rooting for me in my final play, which only needed a win from Game on Dude to cash a last gasp Pick 3 try. After I, of course misfired again, she tagged me Tony Nada Bing. Thanks babe. It’s good to laugh at oneself, especially when your wife of more than 15 years hits the nail on the head.

 

By the way I didn’t cash all weekend, which usually makes me feel like never laying down another bet for the rest of my life. The drinker’s lament, if I ever heard one, but instead of swearing off mixing beer and the hard stuff, I’m left thinking, “Why the #$&* am I trying to string three races together when I can’t even hit one?”

 

So here I sit early Sunday morning, actually real early since the clock was turned back an hour and such changes in time mean my three-year-old got up at 4:55, instead of 5:55. I tried making cinnamon buns and coffee to shake the after drinking, I mean, after betting blahs away. It didn’t work.

 

On the bright side, I didn’t begin my morning by praying to the porcelain god or waking up wondering how I got home – hypothetically speaking that is. Today is a new day to make a stand and swear the stuff off for good. This, as we know, is mere folly, but with not much on the schedule as far as big races, at least I have a few weeks to lick my wounds before setting my sights on those Derby hopefuls.

 

Anyone offering any action on Shanghai Bobby’s Derby chances? 

 

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Older Comments about Waking Up with a Breeders' Cup Hangover...

What a great weekend. I had 5 wins out of 15 races, not bad: Beholder, Flotilla, Groupie Doll, Tapizar and Trinniberg. I will take a 33% win percentage. This year definately will allow santa to put more presents under the tree!
Sorry you had no luck this year, Tony Bada Bing ... I'll give you 20-1 on Bobby for the Derby.
I took the redeye home from California last night, so I have Breeders' Cup jet lag.
Still feeling hung...

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