5 or 6 years ago, on a blustery saturday in february, i\'m sitting in the owners seats at the big a, but a few rows back to make sure i am covered from any dive-bombing seagulls...i bet a first time badget horse named ommadon-something and alan garcia is aboard...the horse is 12-1 and is glued to the rail the entire race not lifting a hoof....in the middle of the stretch, garcia takes him off the rail and the horse explodes trying to close into an insurmountable lead...this horse hits the wire at the same time as the leader as i\'m going nuts thinking i may have pulled one out.....all of a sudden i feel something wet right between my eyes....general tojo couldn\'t have done a better job....a seagull crapped me with unbelieveable precision...what they say is true....if a bird craps on you it brings you good luck...i won 4g\'s the rest of the day, which is a large sum for my bankroll...
i could also tell you the day i had a horse named raceland on a cold day at the big a...he was 1-5 and i needed him to cash a nice double...three steps out of the gate he jumps the rail...game over...
then theres the day in 1988, winter break from college, me and the guys go to the big a and bet a 2-1 shot ridden by the immortal david neusch....you know what happens next, out of the gate and nuesch is on his back....to this day me and my friends use this saying when something ridiculous happens to us...\"i got neusched\"