Blame looks to continue the tradition of dominant sires standing at Claiborne Farm - Andy Lyons
While digging through some old material looking for some data (as is my wont to do), I stumbled across this piece. I'm sure many have seen it before, in fact, I read it a few years ago. But nonetheless, it's worth a (re)read.
And the highlight of the whole article is the closing:
As he drew closer to the club, Bull broke into a smile. "Did you hear the one about the racetracker who went to heaven? He got up the ladder to the gates and when St. Peter told him that the quota for racetrackers was filled and that there was no more room, the racetracker looked forlorn. Then he said, 'Would you mind taking a message inside to all those race-trackers while I wait here by the gates?'
"'Not at all,' replied St. Peter. 'I'll put it on the bulletin board.'
"'Just tell those guys in there that there's a 100-day meeting going on in hell, with $5,000 minimum purses, $50,000 stakes every Wednesday and $100,000 stakes every Saturday.'
"Within minutes, all the race-trackers were hustling down the ladder from heaven, and St. Peter came out to our friend and said, 'There's plenty of room for you now. Come on in.' But the racetracker had a puzzled look on his face, and he turned to St. Peter and said, 'Say, there might be something to that rumor. I think I better go down to hell and check on it!' "
Overall, it's a great look into the dominant breeding operation of the mid-20th century.