Got An Idea(r)
I GOT AN IDEAer.
Everybody wants to mix it up at the sales. Gripes everywhere. Some are legit, some are annoying as hell, but make no mistake about it, there are gripes. We can all agree on that.
And heard from a good souce "this ain't over by a longshot"
So I said to myself, “Dude, I GOT THIS"
I have the perfect solution.
KEENELAND WRESTLING NITE brought to you by Keeneland Select.
That’s right. With the proper sponsorship money, Keeneland builds a wrestling ring right there IN THE BACK RING!.
Ropes, turnbuckles, the whole nine yards. A place where folks can quit complaining into microphones and air that grievance out the old-fashioned way.
An interactive nite with us being able to wager on who gets body slammed, poked in the chest or shit faced in the bar.
We’re talking Macho Man. Jake “The Snake.” Abdullah the Butcher. Dusty Rhodes-LIKE behavior sanctioned by Repole and company.
You got a problem with somebody?
GET IN THE RING!
You need to talk shit?
GET IN THE RING!
And we’re gonna make this thing bigger than just settling sales beef.
CHARITY.
YUP. WE BEAT THE EVER-LOVING SNOT OUT OF EACH OTHER FOR CHARITY.
We’ll have a couple EMTs standing by, naturally. Hell, park that same ambulance that chases the horses around on race day right next to the ring.
Just in case somebody breaks a finger or a toe.
I broke my toe once kicking somebody.
HURT LIKE HELL FOR WEEKS.
But that's a sacrifice I'm willing to make for a good cause.
And if Mike Repole wants to put his money where his mouth is, LET HIM DONATE TO HIS FAVORITE THOROUGHBRED RETIREMENT FACILITY AND THEN GET IN THE RING.
Tights and all.
Now, I ain't particularly interested in seeing Mike Repole in tights, but FOR CHARITY?
Hell, why not?
And David Ingordo — now affectionately known as “Tough Guy” — can get in there with him.
Then Terry Finley can jump in and we make it a tag-team match with his medals and all. Who wants to get a piece of an Army Captain known as 'Bravo 1".
INGORDO & FINLEY VS. REPOLE & CUMMINGS?
Now Pat?
Pat's a P......pacifist.
He's not a fighter.
He'll tell you that himself.
He'll be standing outside yelling, “I'm not touching this.” but encouraging Repole "Poke him in the chest again, Mike"
And honestly, that's probably the smartest man in the building.
But knowing Repole and his apparent desire to get attention, Pat ain't getting anywhere near that ring, HE'LL bring his boy, TAP.
Todd Pletcher? TAP!
OH, TODD WOULD BE RIC FLAIR IN HIS PRIME.
WOOOOOO!
He'd come strutting down that aisle like he's been waiting his entire career for this moment, donning the robe, his hair in the wind. Ready to drop somebody like a Repole half a million dollar horse into a claimer.
So let's make this happen.
Somebody gets Jim Goodman, or Gabby Gaudet, let's sanction this nite of kick-arse and bread pudding with bourbon sauce. Fire up the bourbon pits. Let's go! All for a good cause
Our fucking entertainment.
If you've got a grievance at the sales,
QUIT COMPLAINING, SIGN UP - GET IN THE RING!
We'll have weight classes.
We'll have referees.
We'll have EMTs.
We'll have sponsors.
We'll have charity.
And most importantly...
WE'LL HAVE PEOPLE WHO REALLY, REALLY WANT TO SETTLE SOMETHING. DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT
Keeneland, BUILD THE RING and they will come
THE PEOPLE HAVE SPOKEN and for gods sake boys let's keep this out of the auction ring, that's reserved for the horses.
Now GET IN THE RING!
(Do I gotta label this Satire?)
