There was a 60-1 shot at Hollywood a few weeks ago. He was the 9. I had $25 to blow from a small exacta and was seriously contemplating putting it all on him to win. Because I didn't want my dad to ridicule me for blowing $25 on that big of a long shot, I keyed a different horse instead. As they were loading them in to the gate- I looked at the nine and just knew he was going to win- he was much bigger and more athletic than all the other horses. I tried to change my bet (I was at the OTB) but didn't make it in time. Right at the wire, the 9 horse beat out the horse that I keyed. He would've paid $1500 for a $25 win bet. I felt so sick. Now everytime I see a 9 horse I cry a little bit. . . Hitting Deputy Kris at Hollywood last saturday felt ok though. . .
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