Heaven is a bettor place today with the passing of a gem of a guy, Bill Handleman. One of the Jersey Boys when we hit the road to cover the Derby or the Preakness or the Belmont, or any old race at Monmouth Park during the past 30 years, there was no one more passionate about horse racing, no one more dedicated, no one who came so close so many times to the biggest score ever than Bill. Yes, he scored huge with a $100,000 jackpot at Penn National in 1995, but just watching him at the races was a sight to behold. With more tough beats than anyone should endure (OK, maybe I'm exaggerating), Bill could always explain what prevented him from cashing a ticket, and used every excuse in the book hundreds of times. Was that really the point? No. He loved the game, and loved to be a player. And that's what I'll always remember about Bill: A passionate player who dearly loved the game, and made everyone around him feel like it's OK to get into it. Win or lose. Be a player!
How about this? On Feb. 10, at Fair Grounds: Gold Square LLC’s Handleman made the pace and increased his margin in the final furlong to win Friday’s $41,000 six-furlong allowance sprint by three-and-a-quarter lengths at the wire.
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