A Sign of Age

I turned 35 last week. I’ll write more on that later. But as I get older, I find myself becoming more interest in horse-racing. I guess this is part of the metamorphosis into a cigar-chomping Republic-, er, cigar-chomping conservative. So I was disappointed that we are going to have to wait yet another year for a Triple Crown winner.

I actually wonder if we will ever see another Triple Crown horse. The sport has become so hyper-competitive, the field so vast, the pressure so high that the only hope is another Gift of the Horse Gods..