By all accounts, despite continuing gaffes by some of those in charge at Churchill Downs, the night racing experiment is an enormous success.
33,000 stormed the gates on a Thursday night. Families. Stylin’ twentysomethings. One pal reported in that the there was “more talent” in the Turf Club than he’d ever seen. “From age 20 to 50,” he said. Kids running around the paddock area, which apparently was bumper to bumper.
Apparently it was a special festive occasion for all involved.
Okay, almost everyone.
One source, a Downs regular for his lifetime, ran across board chairman Carl Pollard during the evening. My guy was exuberant, greeted Pollard and said something like, “You guys finally did something right. This is great. What a night.”
To which joy, Pollard scrooged, “They’re not betting.”
Gee, I dunno, Mr. Chairman, but didn’t all those people who wouldn’t normally be there have to pay admission, and pay for parking, and pay for libations and food. Maybe even bought a souvenir or two. And, hey, I bet between the socializing, some of them even laid down a wager or three.
It was the track’s most hopeful situation in years. And the Chairman of the Board still wasn’t satisfied.
Give that guy a laxative.
– Seedy K