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When he is not racing, Muncey—once a cool saxophone player with Gene Krupa's band, later a radio disk jockey—manages a Seattle Thriftway supermarket. In that hydro-happy city, he is something of a demigod. He recalls with amazement: "I've had a mother call me up on the phone and say, 'Mr. Muncey, can you come over and talk with my boy? I can't get him to eat asparagus.' " Asked after last week's race if he had had enough, with four Gold Cups to his credit, Muncey answered: "Well, I don't like banging old Bill around. I'm only 33, but this is my i gth year of racing. I've got back trouble, kidney trouble, and races like today don't help any." But as long as there's a chance to win, he is sure to keep on competing.