I like to dream, yes, yes, Right between the sound machine On a cloud of sound I drift in the night Any place it goes is right Goes far, flies near To the stars away from here. “Magic Carpet Ride - Steppenwolf, 1968 Sportswriters of the day looked at young jockey Richard Grubb and thought him “angelic” but in reality a teen prodigy who … [Read more...] about Richard Grubb: Magic Carpet Ride
Secretariat
Time to Rumble in the International
Pumpkin Rumble sounds like a pretty wild cat. The name conjures up images of smashing pumpkins, taking part in various silly rumble games: catapulting the orange orbs in lofty arcs over a green field , leap-frogging them, crabwalking with a big rustic gourd in your lap in a race for the finish line, all of that pre (or post) Halloween stuff. But no, Pumpkin Rumble – the … [Read more...] about Time to Rumble in the International