Brown Out

I know next to nothing about horse racing and know just about the same about steroids, but I keep hearing everyone connected to the horse saying they have "no idea" what happened. Well, here's a wild guess: That utterly annoying smug ass trainer -- yeah, the chubby loud mouth guy pictured above -- decided he would prove to the world that Big Brown could win without performace-enhancing drugs and did not give his horse the montly steroid shot he had in the past (hat tip: El Presidente Cerrano) -- if everyone has "no idea," how can that not be your reason?

And, while I'm a huge fan of history being made in sports, and would have liked to see Big Brown run away with it, the fact that the douchebag trainer had to eat some some major crow made things a ton more palatable.

You think that guy who paid $50 Million pre-Belmont for Big Brown's breeding rights is feeling like he got the short end of a Woobistics like pump and dump?

(Glad I did not make the trip to Belmont. Not only was it about 8 million degrees -- my bro had the great idea of playing 18 and walking instead, he is in better shape than me, I almost died -- but apparently there was a huge problem with the bathrooms at Belmont being out of order.)

Comments

[TP]

Foolish arrogance.

[Jack Klompus]

"my bro had the great idea of playing 18 and walking instead"

My brother tries to pull that shit all the time. If he does, I just get my own cart. He can walk all the fuck he wants by himself. I don't go golfing as a means of exercise. It's to relax, drink some beer, and smoke some stogies without having to deal with nonsense for a good 5 hours. That includes his nonsense.

[Art Vandelay]

How is that even legal?