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Ah! *Mother Nature,* that fickle mistress with a flair for drama—she’s dumped another bucket of her watery theatrics onto the Bluegrass...

Well, folks, I gotta tell you, if you’re heading to Kentucky right now, forget about the binoculars—you’re going to need a kayak! That’s...

Ah, Keeneland. The cradle of racing elegance, where the finest horses are forged in fire, and the weather? Well, Mother Nature remains...

Ah, spring—there’s something wonderfully restorative about this time of year. The air carries that crisp, fresh promise, the trees are...

You ever notice how Confucius always has these little nuggets of wisdom that sound so profound, but at the same time, you're kind of...

Ah, yes, the Student Body Right, the hallmark of USC's offensive ingenuity. I have to say, John Robinson knew how to orchestrate a...

**Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, we got the fever, "** We’re counting down the days to the **Tampa Bay Derby**, just **56 days...

Ah, yes, history. That eternal loop of déjà vu, where we find ourselves caught, not in the thrill of discovery, but in the comfort of...

Ah, yes, the dramatic uproar over the run-up distance for the Fountain of Youth. You’d think they were announcing the discovery of fire...

Ah, they’ve drunk the Kool-Aid, haven’t they? Absolutely *determined* that they’ve found the “right side of wrong.” It’s the same old...