You see, not only did Summer Bird likely cement champion three-year-old colt, but by not running, Mine That Bird lost it without a fight. If that horse could talk he would be one pissed off gelding. "Gimme a lozenge and I win in that muck."
Chip Woolley had to be feeling bad for himself when he saw the Saratoga main track turn to goop. His little gelding would have skipped over that surface and would have been Top 3, maybe even Top 2, maybe even Champion Three Year Old.
Oh, well. With that, Mine That Bird plans on slipping out of New York early Tuesday morning. I will be there at 3 a.m. in the hopes that I get to see him huff out of here as anonymously as he came to Kentucky four months ago as a 50-1 shot.