I only have one Derby story, a Kentucky boy needs one. 1987 Alysheba year. My date is with Whittingham Stables and we are sitting right on the finish line front row box. Alysheba clipped heels in the stretch, damn near did a somersault yet charged to win. The big shots in our group went up to Millionaires Row, picked and bet Sheba, but we didn't know so I didn't have anything on him. Pre cell phone days. We didn't know who they were betting upstairs/inside. Driving home after the race, dude drinking puts me behind the wheel of his mega sports car I can't even remember what it was, me barely old enough to drive and driving a bomb myself. I damn near wreck it in the wild traffic trying to get on the freeway.
Early that week, my poker buddy, a dead ringer for the Norton character in Rounders, brainlocking on the name of that character, Damon's friend, flew from Vegas to Kentucky. He got diverted to Louisville for some reason, middle of the night. Jack Van Berg trainer of Alysheba is there with no ride because of the diversion. My buddy gives him a ride to Lexington, and Van Berg, a great guy, tells him the story about Sheba's very recent throat surgery clearing a flap and he's running like a champ suddenly. Wins prep Lexington Stakes or Bluegrass Stakes at Keeneland but taken down for foul, wins Derby as maiden, wins Preakness, 4th in Belmont. Wins Breeders Cup Classic the next year. But my friend didn't tell me all this until after the race. Again, I miss the chance to get the tip to bet it. I think he paid 9/2 or 4/1. Or maybe just his saddle number was 4. We didn't know who won down on the track because his very rough trip, 3 incidents bumps clips, his saddle number got tucked up under the saddle. Couldn't see it at all. (Dang, just watched it and his saddle number seems visible, but not sure very fuzzy.)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vbyuEiQuPok
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