Birthed in the infield of Saratoga many moons ago, there is a man the history books won’t tell you about. A prophet who sees winners on the page before the races are run.  He speaks to no one, but every race book from the Redwood Forest to the gulf stream waters knows his name.  Many a track have closed over the years after he has hammered countless longshots right down their gullets.

In the infamous Kentucky Derby of 1913, the bay colt Donerail pulled off the largest upset the first Saturday in May has ever seen, hitting the wire in front at 91-1.  All the patrons left Louisville solemnly with empty pockets, except for one man who escaped with more loot than any peasant could dream.

A legend was born that day and after decades of silence he is finally willing to bestow his wisdom upon the public.  We get too peak inside the brain of a madman, a savant and the greatest horseplayer in the history of mankind.  He is more myth than mortal, more steak than sizzle, he is the one they call The Pony Conductor.

About Matt the Bat:

A lot of passengers keep asking me, what’s with the bat in the cage that rides with the Conductor from track to track?  The Conductor has been reluctant to disclose this information years, but with him growing older by the day, he has decided now is as good a time as ever to unleash the bat.  His name is Matt, Matt the Handicapping Bat.

The Conductor’s had his pet bat for as long as he can remember.  He was studying the racing form in a cave up in the Rockies when he was a child, when he heard a the faintest of noises coming from another cave to his right.  Humans can’t normally hear bats, but as we know the Conductor is certainly no mortal.

The Conductor headed over and observed the bat hanging upside down all day watching college basketball tape and scouring the score books in his cave for weeks on end.  As fellow gamblers, the two started talking shop and became instant friends, feeding each other winners for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

The bat’s specialty is finding the games you couldn’t pay a normal human to watch.  A conference you never heard of, a gym with less than 10 people in the crowd, a 1st half under where 60 is the total.  It is truly disgusting, but the sportsbooks quiver when the Conductor flashes the bat signal and Matt the Bat flies in.  Us passengers are going to be rich in no time.

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