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The Stooper and The Yeller
At the old Arlington Park, in the last century, there was guy in the grandstand area who spent the majority of his time picking up discarded tickets to see if they were winners. I saw him there every day and gave him the nickname of the Stooper. I think that picking up tickets was his full time job.
There was another fellow who I called The Yeller because he seemed to bellow at the top of his lungs at the conclusion of each race. He acted as if he had won each race and was yelling the reason why the horse that won was the best bet in the race.
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