Sal Mourns the Passing of a Legend

Hi, folks. It's an incredibly depressed Sal.

Now, Sal doesn't enjoy bringin' you folks down - generally Sal is all about cheerin' and merry-makin'. But Sal found somethin' out today that has got him sadder than a frog wit'out wings.

See, news gets up here to this Canada place pretty slow so Sal was a little behind the times. Sal was busy havin' fun wit' Mrs. Sal and the minis, doin' some general Toronto sight seein', when he overheard two Canadian types talkin'. At first Sal only heard bits and pieces but he was able to figure out that they were talkin' about someone dyin'. Someone famous.

Sal heard a little more and he heard about an accident at the Preakness, and somethin' about a broken leg and an infection. Then Sal heard the name.

And Sal wept.

Yes, Pals. Sal is sorry to have inform you of the death of...

Barbarino


Now you're probably as stunned and confused as Sal was. So let Sal explain.

Here's the straight talk comin': apparently this crazy fella decided it would be a good idea to run in the Preakness. Sal doesn't get it. It's no wonder he broke his leg, what with bein' surrounded by all them equines.

Sal finally did manage to calm down a bit, but he's pretty mad at Mrs. Sal now. See, all durin' Sal's mournin', Mrs. Sal kept tellin' him to "calm down" and to "stop carryin' on over an animal."

Sal knows Barbarino was a Scientologist, but that don't make him an animal.

So, Pals, that's the story. If you're up for it, please join Sal in a tribute to Barbarino. Sal will be spendin' the whole day tomorrow wit' a rubber hose up his nose.