The highest gambling wisdom is knowing when to quit. El Lobo, however, had scrambled my brains. I was like a man panning for gold in a riverbed who's just found a big nugget and some ass comes along, waving his arms and shouting that the dam upstream is about to burst. Do you get out of the river? Of course not. William Murray is a man of letters and a horseplayer. As a regular writer for both The New Yorker and the Daily Racing Form, he is a connoisseur of the bon mot. And the sweet two-year-old filly that can go long - and both are plentifully evident in this delightful new book. The Wrong…
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