We are heading up to the Saratoga Race Track today for our yearly attempt to take down the boards. No doubt we will be using the St. John system of closing eyes and stabbing a horse’s name from the sheets. Another sure fire method is playing names such as Lava Cat, because we have three and Mama Theresa just cause I love chicken parm. I am not sure why but it seems to work every year.

If you head to one of the prettiest tracks in a picture perfect city its hard to be a loser. Spending the night opens opportunities to enjoy some great dinner and lively atmosphere, preferably with NYRA’s money. See you on the Porch.