Buckle up, because tomorrow’s race card is looking less like a sporting event and more like a high-stakes game of “Musical Chairs” played at 40 mph.
Whether you’re backing the seasoned veteran who’s more scar tissue than horse, or the flashy three-year-old whose pedigree costs more than a private island, it’s going to be a day of photogenic finishes and questionable financial decisions.
Silks and Shenanigans 