{"id":133701,"date":"2019-05-27T12:00:41","date_gmt":"2019-05-27T11:00:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/?p=133701"},"modified":"2019-05-17T10:11:34","modified_gmt":"2019-05-17T09:11:34","slug":"the-kentucky-derby-as-told-by-the-horses","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/2019\/05\/the-kentucky-derby-as-told-by-the-horses\/","title":{"rendered":"The Kentucky Derby, as Told by the Horses"},"content":{"rendered":"

13 May 2019 – Everyone was running, so I ran. I assumed it was a fire alarm. Also, there was a small man clinging to my back. I don\u2019t know why.<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n

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Illustration by Luci Guti\u00e9rrez<\/p><\/div>\n

Maximum Security<\/strong>: At first, I wasn\u2019t sure where we were going. I remember being in a small, like, shed, with gates. But the gates were locked. I remember a very loud bell and the gates opened really fast and everyone was running. So I ran. I assumed it was a fire alarm. Also, there was a small man clinging to my back. I don\u2019t know why.<\/p>\n

Country House<\/strong>: When the bell rang, I wet myself. It was so loud. The gates flew open and I screamed. Everyone was running like mad. On my back was a tiny man dressed like a bumblebee. He had a stick and he was hitting my ass. Which was weird.<\/p>\n

War of Will<\/strong>: There was a party. It was crowded. It was very hard to meet anyone, since we were all in little rooms and then we were running, like, crazy fast. I don\u2019t know why we were running or whose idea it was to run, especially so fast. I also didn\u2019t know where we were going. Also, my name is Greg, not War of Will. I don\u2019t know what that even means or why people call me that.<\/p>\n

Code of Honor<\/strong>: At first, it seemed like we were running somewhere. It was straight for a while, and then we turned. And I kind of expected there to be something there. Like a barn. Or a pond. Or a Roy Rogers. But it just kind of kept going exactly the same. And then there was another turn. Same thing. At first, I thought it was kind of funny. By the second turn, though, I was, like, This is ridiculous. I kept thinking of that Steve Winwood song \u201cCan\u2019t Find My Way Home.\u201d The live version, with Clapton, at the Crossroads Guitar Festival, 2007.<\/p>\n

Gray Magician<\/strong>: I had no idea what was going on. I just remember a lot of women in ridiculous hats.<\/p>\n

Country House<\/strong>: There was a horse that was in front. He looked really familiar. I think his name is Duane. But I wasn\u2019t sure. They were calling him Maximum Security. I guess he works in security. But I was trying to catch him, because I think he knows my friend Bob. I\u2019m, like, \u201cHey! Hey! Do you know Bob?\u201d But he didn\u2019t slow down. He seemed super eager to be in the lead. To this day, I don\u2019t know if he knows my friend Bob. His loss, because Bob is hilarious.<\/p>\n

Gray Magician<\/strong>: I was looking around trying to figure out where we were going. I assumed it was a surprise party. I don\u2019t know why I thought that. Maybe because of the hats.<\/p>\n

Long Range Toddy<\/strong>: The irony for me is that I don\u2019t love running. I think walking at a brisk pace can give you the same kind of cardio with much less stress on your body.<\/p>\n

Country House<\/strong>: It was very crowded and muddy, and I\u2019m thinking, If we have to run around this circle again, I\u2019m going to slap myself.<\/p>\n

War of Will<\/strong>: You know how when you\u2019re running for a while your mind wanders? Well, this is kind of embarrassing, but I had just heard this joke the day before, and I decide to tell it to this one horse in front of me, the one leading everyone. I say, \u201cHey! Hey!\u201d And he says, \u201cWhat?\u201d But, like, kind of annoyed. And I go, \u201cWhy the long face?\u201d Now, I think it\u2019s hilarious, but he says, \u201cSeriously?\u201d And that\u2019s when he put his butt in my face.<\/p>\n

Maximum Security<\/strong>: I may have put my butt in his face. But it wasn\u2019t intentional. I was trying to get away from him, like at a party when you\u2019re, like, \u201cOh, I see someone I know.\u201d<\/p>\n

Country House<\/strong>: When I heard him say, \u201cWhy the long face?,\u201d I thought, He can\u2019t have just said that. But I looked at him and he\u2019s, like, \u201cWhat?\u201d And I said, \u201cYou know that\u2019s the oldest joke in the world, right?\u201d And I honestly think he had no idea.<\/p>\n

War of Will<\/strong>: That\u2019s what made me laugh. And then I stumbled, because it was so funny. I was hoping the little sadist on my back would fall. Unfortunately, he didn\u2019t. And then everyone slowed down. I assumed it had something to do with my joke, and I felt really bad. I\u2019m on the insecure side, and I have a hard time meeting new people\u2014and all of a sudden they\u2019re running away from me.<\/p>\n

Long Range Toddy<\/strong>: I was incredibly tired. And really dirty. Everyone was around Duane. I don\u2019t know why. And then I just felt sad, like, what\u2019s the point of it all? Like, why are we here? Why run around and around in circles? And all the hats. I just wanted to go home.<\/p>\n

Country House<\/strong>: Then some people came over and put, like, a huge bush on me, with flowers, and they were smiling, like, \u201cIsn\u2019t this great?\u201d It was incredibly strange.<\/p>\n

War of Will<\/strong>: I was thinking of telling the joke again but had second thoughts. I\u2019m really glad I didn\u2019t.<\/p>\n

Gray Magician<\/strong>: Would I do it again? I\u2019d walk it, if that were an option. I don\u2019t know why they were in such a rush. But, then, I finished last. And I\u2019m O.K. with that.<\/p>\n

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This article appears in the print edition of the May 20, 2019<\/a>, issue, with the headline \u201cThe Kentucky Derby: An Oral History.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

John Kenney has contributed to<\/em> The New Yorker since 1999. His most recent book is<\/em> Love Poems for Married People<\/a>.<\/p>\n

Go to Original \u2013 newyorker.com<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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