Dear readers,
Though my two biggest readers of The Carryover were with me Friday and Saturday, I'll apologize to my other five or six.
I had no Internet this weekend so I failed to deliver the live blog for Friday and Saturday. Complaints can be mailed to The Carryover.
Sincerely,
Brendan O'Meara
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Monday, November 9, 2009
Let's keep it real
Thank you Tim Wilkin of the Times-Union for keeping Zenyatta's Breeders' Cup Classic win in perspective. Mind you, I wrote these very comments with a bit more beef in the debut of The Carryover 2.0, but it begs repeating.
What Zenyatta did (while stunning) is in the here and now and those who rush to judgment, those with attention deficit disorder and those who just plain lack any sense of perspective and scope will rush to say Zenyatta is Horse of the Year.
She's undefeated!
She won North America's richest race!
She's the first mare ever to win the Breeders' Cup Classic!
She's bootylicious!
Let's not forget she only had five starts this year, all on synthetic surfaces against mediocre-at-best California fillies and mares. Say it out loud.
She never left Arnold's juridiction whereas Rachel Alexandra won eight races all over the eastern part of the country.
Go watch the Fairgrounds Oaks, the Kentucky Oaks, the Preakness Stakes, the Mother Goose, the Haskell Invitational, and the Woodward Stakes and then ask yourself if Zenyatta surpasses that.
If you have any perspective the answer is clear.
What Zenyatta did (while stunning) is in the here and now and those who rush to judgment, those with attention deficit disorder and those who just plain lack any sense of perspective and scope will rush to say Zenyatta is Horse of the Year.
She's undefeated!
She won North America's richest race!
She's the first mare ever to win the Breeders' Cup Classic!
She's bootylicious!
Let's not forget she only had five starts this year, all on synthetic surfaces against mediocre-at-best California fillies and mares. Say it out loud.
She never left Arnold's juridiction whereas Rachel Alexandra won eight races all over the eastern part of the country.
Go watch the Fairgrounds Oaks, the Kentucky Oaks, the Preakness Stakes, the Mother Goose, the Haskell Invitational, and the Woodward Stakes and then ask yourself if Zenyatta surpasses that.
If you have any perspective the answer is clear.
Friday, November 6, 2009
LADIES DAY LIVE BLOG
9:08 — Just hanging out at the library, applying to a job, waiting on my ride up to Lake Placid. Did you need to know that? No. Did you want to know that? Yes.
I haven't looked at any PP's so these races will be fun to watch not knowing what to expect.
I haven't looked at any PP's so these races will be fun to watch not knowing what to expect.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Live Blogging for Friday and Saturday?
That's the plan, folks. I'll be in Lake Placid, NY hanging out with some fellow horse racing fans and if we can get the Internets, I will be blogging LIVE for both the Ladies and the Gentlemen.
Stay tuned, Carryover Classic may just blow your mind.
Stay tuned, Carryover Classic may just blow your mind.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Butter and Margarine
Oh, so what? The Breeders' Cup is in Santa Anita for a second year on Amateur-Ride, so what? For a time in the eighties, when fat was the enemy, food scientists worked like mad at a butter alternative and we got margarine.
It tastes just like butter!
And Pro-Ride acts like dirt.
Here's the deal, the French eat lots of butter and are skinny, happier, and speak a much better tongue. We, on the other hand, are a nation more consumed by health and yet are unhealthy to the core.
In this instance, so what if we have the trans-fat-loaded margarine balls at the wedding reception table instead of luscious, savory, creamery butter? This is the Breeders' Cup Championships! So hike up your socks, grab your favorite easy chair and watch. And, hey, if you read a little Vic Zast, you might even make a little bit of money.
So much of the energy since last year's BC has been that in another year, we're going to have to do it all over again. But you're a horse racing fan and you'd root for this sport if they ran over molten lava and took space rockets to Uranus. You'd watch it if they jumped over hurdles and swam the English Channel. You'd watch just to see Todd Pletcher's under bite, Bob Baffert's silver hair, and Helen Pitts shot at redemption for losing Curlin nearly three years ago.
This is the only sport that when you say PP no one looks at you like you're Roman Polanski. That's reason enough! On Friday you can stare at women athletes all day and not draw the stink eye from your partner. Try getting away with that during a beach volleyball tournament.
So take that whip off your wall you pervert and wave it at Calvin Borel, John Velazquez, and Joe Talamo. Break out your most tasteless World War II humor when the French and British clobber your early Pick 4.
This is the Breeders' Cup on Pro-Ride, turn that frown upside down, and to quote one of Bill Murray's sons in "Rushmore", "Get your head out of your ass."
Sure, butter is better, but some Parkay on Zenyatta's curvy butt ain't that bad either.
It tastes just like butter!
And Pro-Ride acts like dirt.
Here's the deal, the French eat lots of butter and are skinny, happier, and speak a much better tongue. We, on the other hand, are a nation more consumed by health and yet are unhealthy to the core.
In this instance, so what if we have the trans-fat-loaded margarine balls at the wedding reception table instead of luscious, savory, creamery butter? This is the Breeders' Cup Championships! So hike up your socks, grab your favorite easy chair and watch. And, hey, if you read a little Vic Zast, you might even make a little bit of money.
So much of the energy since last year's BC has been that in another year, we're going to have to do it all over again. But you're a horse racing fan and you'd root for this sport if they ran over molten lava and took space rockets to Uranus. You'd watch it if they jumped over hurdles and swam the English Channel. You'd watch just to see Todd Pletcher's under bite, Bob Baffert's silver hair, and Helen Pitts shot at redemption for losing Curlin nearly three years ago.
This is the only sport that when you say PP no one looks at you like you're Roman Polanski. That's reason enough! On Friday you can stare at women athletes all day and not draw the stink eye from your partner. Try getting away with that during a beach volleyball tournament.
So take that whip off your wall you pervert and wave it at Calvin Borel, John Velazquez, and Joe Talamo. Break out your most tasteless World War II humor when the French and British clobber your early Pick 4.
This is the Breeders' Cup on Pro-Ride, turn that frown upside down, and to quote one of Bill Murray's sons in "Rushmore", "Get your head out of your ass."
Sure, butter is better, but some Parkay on Zenyatta's curvy butt ain't that bad either.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Boo, Trick or Treaters!
I am extremely disappointed by the trick or treaters in Saratoga. Ms. Carryover and I handed just one sampling of candy to costumed minors last night. Sure, we were watching both Ghostbusters and Ghostbusters 2 while I brewed a batch of Northface Nutbrown Ale, and having a good time. But where's the heart?
Now we're left with $15 worth of high fructose corn syrup that will contribute to increased cavities and nocturnal unrest.
These kids remind of Henny Hughes in the 2006 BC Sprint: crappy.
Was that an egg that burst on my door?
Now we're left with $15 worth of high fructose corn syrup that will contribute to increased cavities and nocturnal unrest.
These kids remind of Henny Hughes in the 2006 BC Sprint: crappy.
Was that an egg that burst on my door?
Thursday, October 29, 2009
2.0 Launched
Here is the link to Zenyatta and Ghostbusters, the official launch of The Carryover 2.0 at Horse Race Insider.
Thanks to Firefox, The Carryover returns
The technical difficulties experienced here at HQ have been solved by using a different web browser. In my haste to fix the problem on Wednesday, I deleted a lot of cool elements like the rivalry videos between Affirmed and Alydar and Sunday Silence and Easy Goer. Perhaps it was time they exited.
Now The Carryover Classic is ready. Just need a new photo.
Now The Carryover Classic is ready. Just need a new photo.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Technical Difficulties
In trying to rearrange some things on The Carryover, I'm finding that Blogger is a bit uncooperative. Please pardon the disorganization. But do enjoy the new, sleeker, blacker, Carryover.
The Carryover 2.0
My good friend over at Horse Race Insider (www.horseraceinsider.com), John Pricci, has invited me to join his staff as a guest blogger, The Carryover 2.0.Expect much the same as this classic version of The Carryover, just on a different platform that undoubtedly has more readers, and less crashes and bugs. My contributions, for the time being, will be bi-weekly, twice monthly, however you want to word it. From there I will talk about what I talk about, which is to say off-the-wall observations and outside-the-box thinking that followers of The Carryover have come to embrace.
If The Carryover is Remus, then The Carryover 2.0 is Romulus. May the wolves be good to us and a city and civilization be named in our honor. Unless you follow the version of Rome's founding as told by the poet Virgil ... oh, nevermind.
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