My wife and I were just about jumping up and down in the living room watching that race. Very exciting. We also laughed at the Jocky's reaction.

It reminded me of when I was a little kid, about 8. My family lived on Whidbey Island, pretty remote at that time. My grandfather had a cabin on the west shore of the island. We were walking down the beach at his place and his neighbors were out on their front lawn that spilled out onto the beach celebrating. It was a rare sunny day. They asked my family up to drink champagne with them as the lady had just gotten a check for painting an official portrait of Seattle Slough. Funny how some memories come back decades later. Here we were in the middle of nowhere, out on that island, celebrating that.

I watched the race, heard the jockeys reaction, and had a good laugh. Damn the fcc!
I'm not a pro but have played the ponies a little when I was young and lived in upstate NY. So a loss seemed in reach until the final stretch, an enjoyable race.

A lot of things had to come together besides luck. I am happy for these folks. To pull this off, one must be integrated enough to see all the obstacles ahead of time and see a way through them.

I enjoy watching those magnificent animals. Horses are a great wonder and boon to mankind. We used to visit Busch Gardens on a regular basis and one of the things we spent time at were the horses. Those huge Clydesdales were a treat to watch. We became friendly with a little woman who was one of the big horses caretakers. She was a very slim 5'2" and looked really tiny as she washed one of the big guys down. You could tell that she loved those horses by how she treated them and talked about them.

I love all critters...I even pick up spiders when I can identify them and re-release them to the outside
All animals welcome in my gulch before government

I love horses. I was a horse person in another lifetime. I grew up on a farm in Wisconsin and we had horses. Then I moved to Denver in 1977 and it was still sort of a small, large city. There were many ranches on the outskirts of town. I spent my summers and weekends doing fence work on a couple of them. That entailed a horse to work the fence line, then a work truck to go back and fix the problems I had found. I had a beautiful paint that did a wonderous job as my work horse. I hated to sell her when I moved on from doing that work but a kind rancher that I had worked for, took her and put her up in his paddock. So, that is my horse story and it is a fond memory of another time and place in my life.

And the crowd went wild. My only puzzlement is the spelling of the name: Pharoah. Shouldn't it have been spelled Pharaoh?

I was not able to watch the race on Saturday. My wife did DVR it so that I was able to see the race. I just loved the jockeys reaction. He was a very happy man and proud the "his" winning horse.

The race yesterday was very exciting. I was quite happy for all the people involved with American Pharoah. I have been to Churchill Downs, (not on a race day) do not like mint Juleps, and altho think horses are beautiful, am afraid of them. I like horses from a distance.

1980, the only Derby I witnessed in person ... with an exacta bet on Genuine Risk to win and Rumbo to place. The mint juleps couldn't have been sweeter. My date for the Derby is a horsewoman who gets credit for my choices that day.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QYY13LNV...
Genuine Risk went on to finish 2nd in the Preakness and Belmont.