Don Chavez

I was pretty excited for this year’s Triple Crown season.  After a boring winter of watching the inner track at Aqueduct, things really started to pick up with all the Kentucky Derby prep races.

By the time the first week of May rolled around, Derby fever had set in across  the nation.  With horses being kept out of the Kentucky Derby because of a lack of graded earnings, there was plenty of news and angles to cover.  Now, the hype and news has slowed down dramatically.

Then it hit me.

The Kentucky Derby is that girl, who always looks hot, and always gets the attention no matter what she does.  When she walks into the bar, heads turn and jaws drop.  Everyone wants a piece.

The Preakness Stakes is like the ugly girl in a group of hot chicks.  You can’t avoid her because she just there, and you want to get with the hot chick.  Nobody cares about her, but you notice her because inevitably someone has to be the wingman and take her out of the picture.  Nobody wants to play wingman on these nights but someone has to.

The Belmont Stakes is the girl that needs the make-up to put her over the top.  Some nights she looks hot, other nights you wouldn’t give her a second glance.  She’s a 6 at best, but when she does it up she can be a 9.  She’ll never be considered a 10 because whenever you look at her you can’t help but get distracted by the hotter friend (aka the Kentucky Derby).

So tomorrow we have a date with the ugly chick, and her friend is hoping that Barbaro wins.  There’s nothing like a potential Triple Crown champion to help turn the Belmont into a hot chick.