Aloha Friends and JBors,
I'm expecting my first child this Sunday and am working on an article that waxes poetic on the constant hilarity of my experiences throughout pregnancy. Much like my baby, the article's delivery is immanent...
Friday, May 16, 2008
Immanent Delivery
Posted by The Dole at 10:10 AM 0 comments
Thursday, May 08, 2008
Good night, sweet princess
[Author's note: This article is not intended to be funny or witty or entertain in any way. I am not attempting to grandstand or make any point, nor do I wish to make light of any of the events that occurred in last Saturday's Kentucky Derby. I am simply crushed following the death of Eight Belles.]
I am heartbroken.
I selected Eight Belles, a 20-1 underdog, as my pick to win last Saturday's Kentucky Derby, because she was a filly and recently, my family has become overrun by women (my wife, my dog, and my unborn daughter outnumber me 3 to 1). Nothing about her previous record or comments in the media led me to believe that she had a shot to win, however, the nearing prospect of fatherhood imparted me with a sentimental attachment to the only girl in the race. She was tiny, compared to the other muscular colts in the race, but she was a beautiful little girl and I followed my heart.
Tragically, after running the race of her life and finishing in second place, she suffered two broken ankles and had to be euthanized on the track. I am devastated and sad and without words to sum up my feelings.
I do not feel like writing an article this week. I just want to dedicate this space to the memory of a true fighter and one hell of a woman. Good bye, Eight Belles. I'm proud of you and can only hope to raise a little girl as strong, determined and impressive as you.
Good night, sweet princess.
Posted by The Dole at 10:23 PM 0 comments
Labels: Eight Belles, Kentucky Derby
Saturday, May 03, 2008
First Annual JBorhood Kentucky Derby Extravaganza!
THE KENTUCKY DERBY!
Not that I need an excuse to sit on the couch, wear a funny hat and drink Mint Juleps in the afternoon (Wednesday is whiskey day, right?), but I'm not one to look a gift horse in the mouth. (I'd say no pun intended, but you wouldn't believe me and it wouldn't be true.) It's time to fire up a batch of mint syrup, dust off my trusty bowler and enjoy the most exciting two minutes in sports.
(Sorry. The more research I do, the less juleps I get to drink.)
"I'd like you to meet Lord Chesterfield of Barkville."
If I ever get a Rottweiler, I'm going to name it Sir Rotty of EatsYourSillyLittleDogVille.
(This isn't true, but it sounds like it should be, right?)
10. Z Fortune (Odds: 15-1, Pole Position: 6)
Zeedle Dee and Zeedle Dumb.
Now, why did they stick a perfectly good name like "Black Jack" and ruin it by sticking "Bob" on the front? Do you think that Seabiscuit would have won the Triple Crown if he was named Sebastian Seabiscuit? I rest my case.
8. Visionaire (Odds: 20-1, Pole Position: 8)
Nothing to say. I'm just a sucker for sports related names.
Most experts say that Big Brown is the horse to beat. He's won every race he entered by large margins and has an uncommon blend of speed and endurance, which is important for a long race like the Kentucky Derby. Unfortunately, he got stuck on the far outside with Pole Position 20 and is named after a bowel movement.
I'm so glad that went with Gayego instead of their original choices, Gayeslow, Gayestop and Gayedoesn'trunveryfast.
If I just ranked the names, I'd put Smooth Air in first. Simply a fantastic name. I'm rooting for him to win, just so I can hear Brent Musburger scream "Smooth Air is coming strong up the outside. Smooth Air is making his move. Smooth Air! SMOOTH AIR! SMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTH AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!". (On second though, that's a little creepy.)
Heading into the Derby, Colonel John looks like the prohibitive favorite. He's fast, has the endurance to sustain for the full mile and quarter, finished first or second in all of his six race and has great starting position. I want to pick him, but I can't help but think of Kentucky Fried Chicken when I hear his name.
Pyro is my sleeper pick to upset favorites Big Brown and Colonel John. He had won every race he entered until a startling 10th place finish in his Derby tune up. The catch? That race was on polytrack, a synthetic surface, which Pyro had never run on before. I think Pyro returns to form as he returns to dirt. Dare I say, he sets the Derby on fire. (Sorry, I couldn't help myself.)
What can I say, I'm a sucker for girls. Between my wife, my dog and my soon-to-be-turning-my-universe-upside-down daughter, my world is overrun by girls, so why fight it? This filly has never raced against the gentleman before, but I've learned to never underestimate girls in my life.
Now, if you excuse me, I need to go drink a julep before I end up with any more girls in my life.
Posted by The Dole at 10:37 AM 0 comments
Labels: Extravaganza, Kentucky Derby