
Bruno@Racingwithbruno
Jul 133 min read
Mandatory Payout Mayhem
🎙️ Sweet Baby Jesus just hold on for a minute… (Mandatory Payout Mayhem Edition) Two weeks ago , y’all down at Gulfstream, threw a big...



🎙️ Sweet Baby Jesus just hold on for a minute… (Mandatory Payout Mayhem Edition) Two weeks ago , y’all down at Gulfstream, threw a big...

Oh buddy — don’t mean to throw y’all a curveball , or hit ya with some shock from left field like the time Uncle Joe decided to go sober ...

"Now look, I ain't sayin' numbers ain't helpful—but handicappin’ a horse race by nothin’ but numbers is like tryin’ to pick a date off a...

Ah... horse racing. The Sport of Kings. The poetry of muscle and motion, wrapped in tradition, dusted with corruption, and served up...

Ah, yes... picking winners. The fundamental act. The cornerstone. The lifeblood of any enterprise that purports to be competitive. You...

Ah, yes… Saratoga. Or as I like to call it, the Summer Serenade of Speed, drama and Suspense. The smell of just-cut grass on the...

Ah, yes... the theater of the absurd, the racetrack. Horseplayers—God bless them—are a rare breed. Equal parts hopeful romantic and...

Ah… D. Wayne Lukas. What can one say about a man who didn't just train racehorses… but shaped the very fabric of modern American...

Ah… my dear friend. Mandatory Payout Sunday . A day so deliciously chaotic, it might even make Harold Finch blush, a rare sight indeed,...

It’s all relative , of course. The price of truth, the weight of salvation, the sanctity of a road trip playlist that does include Free...

Ah, yes… a fishing expedition. How quaint.How ... dangerously enlightening . You see, the sport of kings has always had its smurfs —the...

Ah, yes… “If ifs and buts were candy and nuts…” —what a quaint little adage, isn’t it? The sort of thing one might hear from an uncle...

Ah… the racetrack. A cathedral of dreams, delusions, and degeneracy. And like any ancient institution, it is divided into castes— tiers...

Ah… The Rematch . A showdown steeped in history, ego, bloodlines, and a touch of chaos. Allow me to set the scene -- Ah, the Belmont...

Ah… the Workout Report — the elusive oracle for the handicapping faithful, the silent whisper before the storm. I must say, it does...



