What a time. If you have a gambling problem, get some help and skip this post. If not, get to the tracks.
Saturday I went to the horse races in Hobbs, New Mexico (at Zia Park.) I walked in with $80 and walked out with $70. I bet on every race and even played the slots.
One race was all about fashion. Eight had an advantage (wearing green.) But when I saw the horses walk into the saddling ring I knew my pick. One was wearing a full blanket, more of a horse robe. Others had fancy leggings, and a few were wearing luchador horse masks, but my pony had a robe. All boxers wear robes. One onlooker said, “That may be a sign of a fever.” That didn’t matter to me. This horse had style. So I plunked down my money.
Other bets didn’t turn out so well. The one base on name alone went down hill when I considered the horses pre-race actions. I was picking Captain Jazz or Stormin Ghost, but in the ring a horse named Comical Karon took a dump. What’s more comical then that? Captain Jazz placed, I would have won but didn’t.
On the slots: When we walked in I pulled out a five. I’m not a big fan of slots, I have a Play Station and it’s a lot more fun. There were empty seats at a video Hold ’em table, but I didn’t understand the game and you should never bet on a game you don’t understand. So I moved on to the penny slots and popped in my five. The buttons lit up and I sat down. I hit “max bet” thinking I’ll be betting 25 cents or maybe 50 per pull. “Max bet,” turns out is $5. Never bet on a game you don’t understand, oops. When the screen stopped there was a squiggly line and blinking symbols and I won $10. I pushed the “Cash out” button and walked away.
On twitter: I discovered that every time I typed in “pony,” I got a reply of “Wheee!! Pony!!” Try it and you’ll see.
The real fun of the event, like any other, is people you share it with. Not the winning and losing.