That's right ladies and gentlemen! 24 days (and about 10ish hours) until "My Old Kentucky Home" plays, the crowds quiet, the gates spring open and a roar from the crowd starts. 24 days until I scream myself hoarse cheering on whatever 3 year old I deem the best. 24 days until a horse crosses the finish line and gets donned with the blanket of red roses. 24 days until we have a winner of the Kentucky Derby and hope spring anew that this is the year I will finally get to see my first Triple Crown winner.
Quick someone talk Derby to me. Okay this wasn't wordless. Ooops.