Pink? No way! I skipped red and green and other clashing
colors. Turquoise? Nope. I threw out the whites, yellows and blues. Then I
trashed the checkerboard aqua and yellow. Wait! That’s Bodemeister, #6 with 4-1
odds. Nah. Maybe second place, but definitely not first with that ugly look on
jockey Mike Smith’s face. Then I saw an
omen—jockey Mario Gutierrez wearing a purple and white shirt, the saddle atop a
yellow horse blanket. A tee-totaler, the name I’ll have Another made me take a second
look. Determination on the jockey’s face and the “don’t worry” look in the
horse’s eyes made me choose #19.
Couldn’t make it to the Derby, but I watched the replay as
Gutierrez overtook Smith in the last seconds of the fastest two minutes on
horse’s hooves. I won! I won!
If I’d been a betting woman, I’d be raking in my windfall
right now. Instead I can only say my hunch was right. Watch the purple shirt.
That jockey rides a winner.
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