Who would've ever thought that my first blog about sports would include horse racing?

Thank God for baseball and NASCAR.

If it weren't for those two sports, I would be forced to spend the day hearing about horse racing. The ultimate rich person sport has been in the news the last few weeks as a result of the death of Eight Belles at the Kentucky Derby.

I call horse racing the ultimate rich person sport because you can buy used golf clubs for under a hundred bucks and greens fees for public courses can be quite affordable. Auto racing, while expensive to compete in, can be enjoyed by anybody who drinks beer and can pick a number.

Horse racing enthusiasts have paid as much as $13 million for a thoroughbred. In case you didn't know, thoroughbred means horse. That is correct, somebody paid $13 million for a horse, and it didn't even fly.

Horse racing can only truly be enjoyed by those with money to burn. Betting is the only thing that keeps it alive, that and funny hats and terrible drinks. Do you know whats in a mint julep? Bourbon and mint. The only reason to put mint into a drink with alcohol is to leave your breath fresh after puking it out.

PETA has been in full throttle mode since the death of Eight Belles, which truly shows PETA for who they are. Publicity whores. Hundreds of thoroughbreds are killed each year, but opportunistic PETA only comes to bat for them in this high profile situation. In a couple of weeks, they will be back to fashion shows, spraying painting models wearing fur, and of course, doing so in front of hundreds of cameras.

Now while I do believe in the humane treatment of animals, and do believe that it is a serious issue, one must keep it in perspective. Myanmar, China, and Darfur among others should be sobering signs to anybody who devotes their life's work to saving an animal.

Bottom Line: Go Mark Martin!

Rabbit