I pay a short visit most Sunday afternoons to a local racebook in nearby Nevada, so that I can place a wager on the Twin Quinella they offer.
Turns out that today, the first leg of it (R5 Oaklawn) got rained out.
No harm done - I live to fight until next weekend for the $3800 pool.
So, I'm about to leave when I notice a race at GP has an inquiry going on.
It got my attention when this $5 bettor guy who's regularly around happened to decisively state
"Oh yeahhhhh......I think this
is comin' downnnnn"
His voice carries for city blocks - you know the type - and there's not much he doesn't have an opinion on.
So I says to myself, what's he on about this time?
Here comes the head-on. The
(wearing bright red blinkers) was 16-1 with Lanerie on it. I have no interest in the race, but it's plain as day that he was well clear when he crossed over a few paths towards the rail inside the sixteenth pole.
Never made contact, or interfered, with another horse - not even close.
There was a significant bump involving other horses behind him, but nothing to do with the winner. I stopped for a second, and looked at this guy getting all worked up, and trying to convince his $2 buddy that they had a shot to get put up.
I had to say it. "What race are you guys watching? That winner was clear by daylight - he's not coming down"
The $2 guy nearly chokes on his cigarette.
The $5 guy pipes in - "You wait. I'm telling you. Gulfstream stewards."
I smile, and head out to the car.
Get home and check the results.
R7 GP
wins paying 34.20
Another horse did get DQed down to 4th for the only bump.
Justice done.
Fairy tales don't come true very often.