[The Breeder's Cup, Saturday October 27th, Belmont Park]
Everyone dreams at the races...
The favorite, as he galloped towards the finish: I can fly. I can fly. The sheik: Will they like me better if I lose? The police horse: Just let me race. The ladies room attendant: I need a better job. Me? What was I dreaming? I dreamt I went for a day at the races and the police didn't carry machine guns.