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Rick Dutrow’s Blaming You for Big Brown’s Misfortune
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So here we are, 96 hours removed from Big Brown taking a Big Brown Shit on Saturday somewhere in New York, finishing last by the way…Somehow makes more headlines than the actual winner. How the f*** does that work? Oh yeah, when horsey has a jackass for a trainer! Although, one would’ve thought when stuffed both of his feet down his throat that he’d still be trying to get them out…Guess that’s wishful thinking on my back! His freaking pie hole is open like the local 7-11…And here it is Wednesday and his loose lips are still bumping together.
I suppose what’s one to do when unforseen amounts of money for douchebag Trainer Rick Dutrow Jr goes up in smoke, but what else…Let’s start pointing the finger at everybody! No, No, lets not accept the fact that Little Brown is just like any other horse…Let’s blame the trailer hauler the dude working stall security, the poor bastards who all took pictures of Big Brown that Saturday, the track itself, the paperboy, the UPS guy, the flower delivery guy, since we know his love for flowers), and on and on. Oh yeah, don’t forget the weatherman while we’re at it…Why do he have to have it so freaking hot!
Okay, so he won two legs of the Triple Crown, who doesn’t? That’s like saying a lot of peeps out there have hemorrhoids issues! Or that the particular team they cheer for in college football made it to a bowl game…Wow, really, you don’t say! However instead of just doing that, hell lets just tie down Kent Desormeaux to the Belmont racing surface and just have a few thoroughbreds trample him…Hell, that sounds like a better idea!
Are you freaking kidding me, KD is the reason for Big Brown's stunning last-place finish in the Belmont Stakes…I guess whatever helps you sleep at night in that damn barn. This coming from "Trainer Douchebag Who My Little Horsey Can’t Cash the Checks I Write for it" who makes no bones about it shoots his four legged pals up with roids…But there’s nothing wrong with that, right? Oh wait a minute, there very well could be seeing as since Double B ran like a 2008 Z06 Corvette for the first two legs of the Triple Crown and then did a damn good job of impersonating a 1982 Ford Pinto. But, of course, that couldn’t be at all the issue as to what happened on Saturday…Surely it couldn’t, for the simple fact that would mean the finger would point at you!
Here’s another interesting carrot to cram down your cakehole, Padre. If I seem to remember, didn’t Big Brown Horsey have a crack in his hoof? Not I’m now a jackass expert, (unlike yourself, Jack) but I do watch football…And hey, what’d ya know. When both Shaun Alexander and Larry Johnson had issues with their hoofs in respective years, well a funny thing happened…They were forced out of action and their hurt asses stood on the sidelines. Gee, imagine that…But we all knew that wasn’t an option for Double BB! If there was a way you, (did I mention YOU) could band aid and get him on the track, hell that’s what it was going to be! Find it very interesting that you spout off at the mouth in your guarantees that you claimed to love this horse so much…Yeah, I can really feel the love, bro! First you go Barry Bonds/Roger Clemens on BB, then you expect him to cash all your checks with a cracked hoof. Man, if that’s not love, hell, I don’t know what is!
"I don't want to hurt anyone, especially Kent," Dutrow told The Associated Press on Tuesday morning in his barn at Aqueduct. "But I still don't understand what happened. I don't see the horse with a problem, so I have to direct my attention toward the ride. That's all I can come up with." Um, ever hear of a bad day? Why of course you have…You just had one on Saturday! Perhaps this was the only way Big Brown could get back at your ass for all the shit that you’ve put him through was to take a big ole dookie on you was to tank the race. Now, I don’t speak horse, (hell, I have a hard enough time with the English language) but I’d say…Mission Accomplished!
Dutrow had no regrets about his bombastic proclamation that Big Brown clinching the Triple Crown was a "foregone conclusion." That’s a lie, don’t kid yourself dillweed…You know damn well if you could do it all over again, knowing what you do now, you would’ve made the call to Roger Clemens, requesting some "Rocket Fuel"! "It's not like I'm going to go and cry in the corner," Jackass Trainer said. Oh really? Honestly, you could’ve fooled me, because ever since you started chirping about the impersonation that Double B did of Kyle Petty on Saturday, well it has always sounded like this. Perhaps it’s just me, but that’s what my ears hear!
"Maybe next week if something starts going wrong with the horse, then I'll understand everything," he said. Understand this pal…It’s time for you to go back in the barn, find a stable with a lot of hay and then bury your freaking head in it!
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