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I would expect very few of the frat and sorority crowd that hit the infields to party at triple crown events will become future horse players. For most I am sure the event taking place does not matter, it is a place to gather in mass, get high or drunk and film themselves acting like fools.
I wish I had a camera phone when I went to the derby in 1999 and was stuck in the infield. Of all the crazy stuff I saw the topper was a couple 20 somethings who were either recent bride and groom or part of a wedding party. She had a puffy white dress and he had a light colored tuxedo, they were passed out flat on their backs in an ankle deep mud puddle made from the melting ice run off from the nearby beer stand.
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