What is your biggest score gambling?

[kygorski]

Well it wasn't my score, and I guess you can call it a win, my cousins wife, went to a indian casino in upper michigan. She hit ajackpot on a dollar machine, got so excited she had a heart attack, died there on the spot. Indians payed for the funeral, he cashed in a pretty good life insurance policy.Does that count?

[wishniwasfishn]

A beautiful wife of 18 years, that would do anything for me, and two very healthy kids, and one very healthy granddaughter! Dont know how much they are worth, but they are priceless to me, and I definetly hit the superfecta with them.

[stratosjoe]

I won a free coke once by looking under the twist top.....

[RoadToad]

I met my Better Half online, playing backgammon on a site known as Netgammon. We chatted online for a while, then exchanged phone numbers and started running up astronomical phone bills. After a couple months of that, we decided to meet up, so we booked separate rooms at the Flamingo in Reno. Long story short, we both went home with a couple grand more than we got there with, PLUS a few months later she moved out here to Louisville, and the seven years we've lived together since have been the happiest of my life! What more of a score could anybody ask for?

My biggest score at the track was in 1984 on a mare I used to rub for Shug, named Pure Profit. You've probably never heard of her, but I'm sure some of you remember her daughters Inside Information and Educated Risk. Pure Profit was running in an allowance race where I really liked her chances, and a friend of mine also had a filly in the race (whose name I don't remember), and he really liked his filly, because he said they'd recently corrected some bad habits she had. So I bet $20 to win on my mare at 5-2, and a $20 exacta box with the two of them, and they ran one-two with Pure Profit on top. The exacta paid $72 and change, and I ended up taking home $824. I made plenty of bets in my 10 years on the track, and that was the biggest ticket I ever cashed, which is why I really don't bet that much any more. Took a whle, but I finally realized that I'm really not that good at it.

[elnutsmalljaws]

I met my Better Half online, playing backgammon on a site known as Netgammon. We chatted online for a while, then exchanged phone numbers and started running up astronomical phone bills. After a couple months of that, we decided to meet up, so we booked separate rooms at the Flamingo in Reno. Long story short, we both went home with a couple grand more than we got there with, PLUS a few months later she moved out here to Louisville, and the seven years we've lived together since have been the happiest of my life! What more of a score could anybody ask for?

My biggest score at the track was in 1984 on a mare I used to rub for Shug, named Pure Profit. You've probably never heard of her, but I'm sure some of you remember her daughters Inside Information and Educated Risk. Pure Profit was running in an allowance race where I really liked her chances, and a friend of mine also had a filly in the race (whose name I don't remember), and he really liked his filly, because he said they'd recently corrected some bad habits she had. So I bet $20 to win on my mare at 5-2, and a $20 exacta box with the two of them, and they ran one-two with Pure Profit on top. The exacta paid $72 and change, and I ended up taking home $824. I made plenty of bets in my 10 years on the track, and that was the biggest ticket I ever cashed, which is why I really don't bet that much any more. Took a whle, but I finally realized that I'm really not that good at it.

Inside Information was an OUTSTANDING Mare I believe owned by Ogden Phipps. Not in my top 10 of all time but she would be in the top 20 on my list. I remember when she won the Ashland at Keeneland in 1994 I think and then she won the Breeders Cup Distaff, the Classic for the Fillies and Mares, the next year. Shug is a great trainer as well and from what I know a better person. No matter how good a horse he sent to the track, he always seemed humble and genuine. Not like some of today's trainers, Baffert and Pletcher in particular, that come off as cocky and arrogant. Give one of the cocky trainers of today a horse like Personal Ensign, Lure, Easy Goer, Inside Information or another GREAT horse that Shug trained back in the day and their head would swell even more. Shug always came off as a class act. One thing for sure Owner Phipps / Trainer Shug combo sure did win a lot of races together and Shug would not have had the career that he did if not for some of the horses that Phipps gave to him to train. I remember when Shug was inducted into the Hall of Fame and even gave a lot of credit to Phipps.

[RoadToad]

A minor distinction, since it's all one stable and they wore the same colors, but it was actually "Dinny," aka Ogden Mills Phipps, Ogden Phipps' son, who owned and raced Pure Profit and her offspring, and he is also a really nice, down-to-earth man, considering the immense wealth and privilege he was born into. So many rich racehorse owners act all high-society, and if any of "the help" ever address them, it'd better be Mr. This or Mrs. That. Yet this guy, born into the highest of high society (his dad Ogden Phipps was buddies with Carnegie and Rockefeller and Pulitzer), Chairman of the Jockey Club, shows up at the barn every day wearing jeans, no socks, and loafers, and doesn't want anybody to call him anything but Dinny, PLUS he knows every groom, hotwalker, and exercise rider by name. A really nice rich man, which is too often an oxymoron.

I guess it's fair to say that Shug wouldn't have had the career he's had without getting the private trainer job for the Phippses, but I'd also say they wouldn't have had near the success they've had without him. I was with him when he got the job, and he'd already had one champion with Loblolly Stables, a horse called Vanlandingham, the only horse from that stable he kept when he took over for the Phippses. I was rubbing a horse named Mustin Lake at the time, and he'd won the Kentucky Jockey Club on Thanksgiving Day 1985, and I had dreams of running him in next year's Derby. But as luck would have it, a few days later we found out Shug was taking over the Phipps' horses, and I had to take the colt over to Rusty Arnold's barn, and turn him over to my buddy, Junior. I was one dejected racetracker that day.