The other happening I neglected is this year’s running of the 140th running of the Kentucky Derby. I apologize if I may have been remiss.
One of the most famous sporting events, the gates open and twenty or so thoroughbreds hit the dirt track in America’s oldest sporting event.
And it’s more than just a horse race. It’s the kick-off to the Triple Crown, it’s a week of festivities in Louisville, Kentucky that culminate in the “Run for the Roses”. It is a tradition, the “King’s Sport” and as some say, “The fastest two-minutes in sports.”
It all began in 1875 when Aristidies won the inaugural race. I think that was the same year that my great-grandfather Jebidiah Pishnery lost his first two-dollar trifecta wager. Since then there have been winners and losers, Cinderella stories and heartbreaking also-rans. Horses like Winning Colors, a girl who beat the boys in 1988, the little horse, Smarty Jones who trampled over his big brothers in 2004 and of course, Secretariat the Triple Crown winner of 1973. The winners get to wear the roses, the losers get shipped to IKEA for a fate of ending up Swedish meatballs.
So put a Benjamin on the #4 horse for me. A long shot? Maybe, but the chalks have let me down before.
And as I said, Derby Week is a party and along with the frilly dresses and cowboy boots, food and drink are required.
Let’s play the trifecta on the menu, check out the list for a Mint Julep, Kentucky Spread and Bourbon.
And they’re off!