I am chagrined. A little shamefaced that Railbird posting has dwindled to almost nothing in the past three weeks. All this time in Saratoga, and I've barely written a word. The situation is so bad that when I met Alan of Left at the Gate at the track on Saturday, he greeted me with, "What happened? It's like you fell into a black hole." Not quite ... just Saratoga, where racing crowds out all else. Some notes and observations on the meet's first half are coming soon ...

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