Mace was a real sweetheart. Everytime one of his horses ran like shit, like mine did yesterday, he would just shrug his shoulders and inquire when his next was running. I'm not that foregiving. But in an attempt to honor Mace, I will not go into my rantings regarding Weaver and Cornelio and simply state that Glackety goes todat at Laurel in the 8th, mto 6-1 ml.
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RIP Mace!