July 16, 2008...12:50 am

The Seven Words You Can’t Say To a Starter at Churchill Downs

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So Steve lost his cool and exercised his first amendment rights on the starter at Churchill Downs. The profanity laden tirade resulted in poor Steve being fined, surprisingly for something not detectable in a urine sample, go figure.

Steve will not fight this fine ($250) although I wish he would.

What does $250 matter to Steve Asmussen? It’s nothing more than the cost buying a round of drinks at the Jim Dandy bar for his veterinarians.

I was hoping Steve would contest the fine, he could have just called Maggi Moss up and said hey Maggi, come up with another bullshit defense like the Chap Stick defense for me.

As you read this, Maggi is researching whether undiagnosed Tourette syndrome could be epidemic on the backstretch.

Of course, the idea of fining someone for using profanity seems a little peculiar to a racing fan, if you walk through any grandstand you will hear most if not all of the seven dirty words you can’t say on television repeated every three seconds in any of a million variations, For gamblers profanity is the core of a vocabulary that makes the frustration of a losing bet easier to understand, we all know the feeling when three of the horses in your trifecta box finish first, second and fourth.

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  • Oh, man … I clicked on the link, figuring there would be a direct quote of the $250 “profanity laden tirade”. Hah! The Courier-Journal showed me; those !@%$#%@ media weasels just reported that the fine was assessed from an incident almost two months ago, “in the morning” … perhaps attributed to Starbucks-Churchill Downs was the first Starbucks to be shuttered …

    Besides, Asmussen has been dinged previously for saying “!@%$#@” to other race track individuals, i.e., a parking lot attendant.

  • John,

    You are such a #@*&ing ##@%&*$%@#ing #@%!@!#%%#@er.
    Cordially,

    Ray

  • Thanks all, ah poor George C, I am going to miss him :-(

  • f!@##$*& funny!

  • Asmussen should just grab a wad of cash, go into Veitch’s office and lay into the Motherf***er.

    $250 and two and a half months later. And we want the stewards to regulate drugs and the whip.

    F*** that…


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