I’ve said it before: I get into the Triple Crown. I read about the horses, I study them, and then I make my little chump change bet based on those statistics and the horse’s underdoggedness quotient (i.e., the blind horse is getting my vote or the one with "chips in his hoof".)
Taking the science out of it, the one thing I really like about the horses is the names -- born of lineage and a play-on words...and kitsch. Based on this art, now you can rank them on the cuteness factor.
Let me lay it out for you,* by post position:
Mint Slewlep – AKA “The Drunk”
He started drinking at the derby and, frankly, never stopped. And I haven’t researched him yet but I am guessing he is a product of Seattle Slew (which is another fun game to guess the lineage, see?). He gets his words mixed up and he is always fun and he takes his drink in a collins glass. He missed work for this bender.
What he will be wearing: A jersey with the following written upside-down: If you can read this, pick me up, and put me back on my barstool.
XChanger – AKA “The Cyberpunk”
He likes stories about giant robots and dreams of a world of fantastical structures and weapons. Blade Runner is his favorite movie. He might apply time travel to everyday life.
What he will be wearing: He is made of steel and he has bionic prosthetics.
Circular Quay – AKA “The Parrothead”
He moved to Key West to live the life of leisure and become the beach bum persona for which he aspired to when he first heard “Margaritaville,” in a parking lot. Count on him to blow off a flip-flop, for lyric's sake.
What he will be wearing: A Save the Manatees jersey and flips flops.
Curlin – AKA “The Canadian Jock”
Not the one with athletic prowess, but strategy and skill instead, much like a game of chess. He gets the good sportsmanship award as nobody is a loser, and if he wins, he is buying you a drink...because that is the spirit of the game.
What he will be wearing: The team uniform and carrying a broom.
King of the Roxy – AKA “The Club Kid”
He does his business after dark. He associates socializing with elaborate lighting systems that throb to the beat of the music, smoke beams, a disco ball, podium dancers, and girls get in free night. He always makes it past the doorman. He is music mixed by a dj and dancing mixed by alcohol.
What he will be wearing: A Jean Paul Gaultier knock-off.
Flying First Class – AKA “The Socialite”
He is not shy about publicity...does he love or hate his picture taken? I can’t tell. He is not known for any artistic merit or intellectual genius, but only known by his less-tangible ability to dominate the social scene and use personal charisma to achieve prominence.
What he will be wearing: God knows, but he will have a dog in a pink shirt and a Cartier-encrusted collar.
Hard Spun – AKA “The Knitter”
He is missing the craft fair for this, kids. He has a blog about knitting, called KnitWit or The Happy Hooker, where people can share tips and techniques, run competitions, and share their patterns. He also participates in chat groups as a means for social networking with like-minded crafters. Non-essential craft my ass.
What he will be wearing: A beanie, some mittens, a scarf, and wrapped in an afghan.
Street Sense – AKA “The Gang Member”
Well, gang member but not in the pejorative sense. Think a Jets/Sharks face-off, facing the other horses, nuzzle to nuzzle, and rhythmically snapping his fingers. That's how this horse rumbles. Even better if he breaks into song.
What he will be wearing: Hopefully a wife-beater.
C P West – AKA “The Preppie”
He attended an elite college preparatory school. His motto is "Choose Juicy." He will be heard asking the other horses where they summer. You can call him "Chip."
What he will be wearing: A button-down Oxford cloth shirt, cuffed khakis, and cordovan loafers.
Who will you be rooting for?
*I assure you, no stereotypes were hurt in the making of this list.