It's interesting reading the arguments.
Half the time, when I do (read threads like these) I can appreciate it...the equivalent of listening to the great orators. Some of your arguments are pieces of art.
There are the other times though when I feel like well what does it matter? How does one say this was better than that? It's like choosing John or George... how exactly would that work when they were both brilliant yet so individual?
I loved Commentator. I guess it was the Met Mile that I was at the track for (out here, not there) and my friend was such a huge fan... a perfectly well-adjusted and reasonable woman who turned into well... like some lady at a Baptist Church getting all into it and "getting happy" as I think it's called... man she was screaming COME ON SON! COME ON SON! and as she did she swung her enormous purse around like she was possessed. At one point a corner of it nailed me in the face...my lip was bleeding but who cares he was winning haha!
After Divine Park ruined our day she looked at me and pointed out that my lip was bleeding. (No. Really?).
I can't count the number of times we would go to see Lava Man run.
The way I remember it he was one of two horses that electrified the crowd the most (the other wasn't Zenyatta it was Rock Hard Ten. Maybe it was a different kind of crowd in the space of a few years or something.... who knows.).
NIck you are far too nice to be mean
so I will point out that 1. when you post this refrain it feels very Greek Chorus to me and 2. doesn't the fact that you remember it say something about it? I mean in a positive way?
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Originally Posted by NTamm1215
Maybe it was because he was "the originals rags to riches."
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I think it has a little to do with the geography, at times, cause I'll tell you if you were there that day? It didn't matter where you were or who you were... Lava Man was all that mattered. Everyone was behind that horse and the kind of anticipation that day? The build up to the race and then the actual race itself?
Vic's emotional call matched the day, reflected the day, represented everyone who was there... the way his voice cracked and the simultaneous joy and relief ... I just think if you had been there you'd hear it in the context of the day and might appreciate it a little more.
Anyway I did love both horses and don't really care who was better.
I think the two of them share beloved status by their vast numbers of fans and so the whole argument is a bit silly.