Sport: The Year of Canonero

When he came from nowhere to win the Kentucky Derby, the experts sneered over their mint juleps and dismissed him as a fluke. At the Preakness, the horse they called a "ragamuffin" had the same experts choking on their clam cakes as he sped home the winner. Then the wisecracks turned to wonderment. Could he do it? Could this rank unknown, this invader from Venezuela—Venezuela?—make off with the most coveted honor in U.S. horse racing, the Triple Crown? Last week a record crowd of 81,036 came to find out, as the big (16.1 hands)...

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