Jockey Shorts
By Rob Rosen
It was the morning before Saturday’s season opening, full-capacity crowds expected. In other words, for the lucky few, big f*****g pay-offs. Hence my arrival the day earlier. The owners allowed the colts to be viewed by the heavy bettors. Good for business to spark some interest, they figured. Show off their wares. Get some major money riding on their investments.
Fine by me. Though it wasn’t the horses that were doing the sparking. Least not for me, anyway. Well now, not totally. Sure, I admired the animals for what they were. Top of the line, best of the best, and all. Still, it was the riders that really interested me, got me down to the stables at that ungodly hour, put a bulge in my shorts.
Yeah, truth be told, I dig short guys. Perfect miniatures. Pint-
