“Woulda, coulda, shoulda...”
About 15 years ago, when my youngest was a teenager, I watched CNN on the day of the Kentucky Derby. They had a “horse psychic” going through the entire list of horses entered in the race that day. She explained what each horse was “thinking” about the race...many horses said it wasn’t their day...they couldn’t possibly win. Afterall, their sun and moon wasn’t lined up for them that day.
The psychic finally got to one horse...a LONG shot! She said this horse felt “good” that day....all the planets were in perfect position, and that he would win. It was about 4 pm.
I’m not a gambler, but I looked at my daughter and asked her to drive with me to a race track, 15 miles away...that I would bet on him, but I didn’t want to park and walk a distance just to place a bet....she would stay in the car while I walked up to place a bet.
She said she had plans to go out with her friends that evening, and how silly I was to believe a stupid horse psychic! I thought...”How right she is.”
We watched the race together, and when the LONG shot won, she looked at me and said, “I am SO sorry, mom.”
I laugh about it to this day and wonder how I would have spent that money that I woulda, coulda, shoulda had!
Wonder who that longshot was, if you remember—
the longest prices of Derby winners in that time frame
of 15-20 years ago——
Ferdinand 1986 18-1
Lil E Tee 1992 17-1
Sea Hero 1993 13-1
Thunder Gulch 1995 25-1