Befuddled! That's the most perfect word to describe how the last week handicapping Saratoga has affected (afflicted?) me. Apparently, I am not alone according to the repeated days of ever-increasing pick-six carryovers where bettors only had four winners.
What's more puzzling to me than the results is the inexplicable poor rides of some of my favorite, and typically distinguished, jockeys. They will remain nameless. But i'd love to interview a few off-camera about strangling front-runners out of the gate, circling five wide around both turns and ignoring the touted clocks in their heads.
Is Joel Rosario the only jock that set his clock properly?
So many logical and 'move horses' have suffered ridiculous rides that I can't believe there are more than a few happy trainers in upstate New York. Thank, God for Monmouth Park.
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