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Z problem with Hitler’s Pick 6 – soon to be a video mashup sensation?

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Warning: I know that this blog has child readers – and I apologize to them and their parents because I can’t bleep out the single foul word. But this video is just too funny to not run because of one single bad word that’s not even one of the worst.

Video mashup of the Hitler finding out the Zenyatta lost

Will this video mashup with footage from a World War II movie go viral?

As of this writing, in the five days since derbydanx posted this video, YouTube has recorded more than 11,000 hits. Will it become a YouTube sensation?

Can you recognize which movie the footage is from? And the actor playing Hitler?

If you’ve ever seen Hitler depicted in the movies, either as a character or as himself, then you’ve seen him launch into sputtering histrionics.

Thanks, Smitty, of Walking Horse Trivia for the tip

Zenyatta: the view from Heartbreak Hill

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Photo by webphotographeer/iStockphoto

Every couple of years or so, America falls in love with a horse. Usually, it’s a racing thoroughbred whose name and image spread throughout the land.

A few detractors, usually handicappers, disagree – but most of the general public tunes them out. We know that the real money in handicapping comes in betting the longshots. And a favorite doesn’t pay out well for bettors.

Then, hype happens. Major media catches wind of the horse, and its image spreads past the sports section. The horse joins the pop culture of the day.

Hopes and dreams ride on that horse. People who usually pay no attention to horses and racing tune in to watch. Especially during the big race.

Crowds, cheers, signs, outfits, tee shirts. Toys. Wild applause. Spectators on the edge of their seats, both at the track and on the couch.

Then the dream horse doesn’t reach the finish line first, and it’s all over. What had been cheers turns to stunned silence and sniffed-away tears. At least, that’s been the story in recent memory.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again:

Loving horses is not for the faint of heart.

And, this time, we were lucky – in a lot of respects.