Having grown through my formative years in Louisville, Kentucky, I have an affinity to the Kentucky Derby. I admit that I don’t follow it particularly closely these days, but it was certainly a thing for me and I have lots of great memories closely tied to it (and the week that leads up to it). We still have family there. I still love my Cards. Louisville will always be the Holy Land for me.
I caught the race this year, mostly because we were at my parents’ place and it was on.
Always Dreaming won on a sloppy track, but for me the star was Thunder Snow, who ran one of the more memorable races in the history of the event. That’s how things go. I will probably forget Always Dreaming won, but I will not forget Thunder Snow, who essentially got 50 or 100 yards down the track and just said “ah, well, never mind, eh?” Originally, like most, I was worried that he was injured. But, no, he’s fine.
And so, given that, I give you: An Ode to Thunder Snow, the Real Hero of the Kentucky Derby & Equestrians Everywhere