I wish I hadn’t.
Eight Belles, the only filly running the Kentucky Derby, you go girl, came in second and then – collapsed. She had broken both front ankles.
And had to be put down right then and there.
I can not stop thinking about this. About how such a thing could happen. About the last day of her life when she overcame the odds and almost beat the boys.
And it makes me profoundly sad.