Uncle Mo Was Scratched!

May 10

Uncle Mo Was Scratched!

Or: Where Is A Bookie When You Need One? All bets were off. My horse, the endearingly named Uncle Mo, was scratched the day before the Kentucky Derby, leaving me scratching my head and hedging my bets. I settled on Archarcharch, the horse so nice they named him thrice, and Pants on Fire because the jockey could have become the first woman to win the Derby. Alas,...

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