“5/03/2009, 12:46pm EST”
A remarkable density of stupid
Sometimes this game brings you to tears. Sometimes it feels right to be wrong. And always it is better than O.K. when the tears streaming down your face are caused by a man in a black cowboy hat and an almost handlebar mustache, a Cajun jockey with more horse than book sense and a scrawny $9,500 gelding.
Chip Woolley, Calvin Borel and Mine That Bird, an improbable — no, impossible — 50-1 long shot, did just that Saturday, running away with the 135th running of America’s greatest race, the Kentucky Derby.
And those are just the first two paragraphs of this laughable piece from The New York Times.
Sports journalism is such an overdramatic joke.
Never leave home without it.
