Sunday harness races are both exciting and exhilarating. Watching the one ton beasts race neck and neck is something that everyone must do at least once in their life.
The clash of the steel on steel bring forth sparks of fire. Sweat, grunts and growls fill the air as the racers jockey for position reaching a climax as they race for the top prize, to be first.
You don’t have to drive to the Meadowlands or Monmouth Park. You just need to visit your local ShopRite at 8am on a Sunday morning.
Shoppers acting like overweight jockeys push their metal chariots through the narrow aisles can cause intense panic for the early rising newbie. Experienced professionals line up as early as one hour before the start of the race. At the stroke of eight the competition begins when the doors unlock and the madness begins.
It’s magic in the making, big versus little, old versus young. It makes no difference. These racers are in it for just one thing, to be first in line at the deli counter. Yes, the prizes are processed meats and cheeses.
It’s amazing that people will sprint toward the ticket counter so they can be first in line. First to order yesterday’s leftover olive loaf and domestic ham (both are gross).
This weekly contest is one you would expect when watching videos of brides running through the store on $99 wedding dress sale day, not one where they sell fruits, veggies and milk.
There is bound to be a tragic accident one of these days. This is a problem that needs to be fixed. Here’s an idea, give out numbered braclets in the parking lot or hire a traffic cop.
Nah, this is great entertainment. One that is well worth an early Sunday rise. Enjoy.