Rick, my parents took me to the tracks when I was 6 in Texas. I told dad to bet on the number 6 horse and he said "Ok son, will do!". So as you could imagine, my eyes were peeled for the next race. Next thing they're off and running and wouldn't you know it, number 6 took the lead early. It was a close race, but number 6 never lost the lead throughout the race and #6 was victorious! Of course, I was jumping around in excitement, high fiving my bro and thinking I just made a fortune for my family. I look over at dad and he looks sad. I'm like: "Dad, what's wrong, we won!!!" He said: "Sorry son, I should have listened to you, I bet on #5 and we're done making bets for the day".
