There was a time when I went to GP (or Calder) about 3x a week for several years. I remember when the new GP opened Christine Lee's was a tough ticket. I went there once and they had ropes and shit. It was garbage. I became a grandstand rat, mostly by whatever they called the spot above the 16th pole and the walking ring. Any day other than the biggest stakes days I could get a seat for a couple dollars to a nice older gal whose name I forgot.
Calder was not a hard track to hit just an unpleasant place to dine. Pre-ADW I'd place bets and go home. Paco Lopez busted his cherry there then and was suspended like every other day

Fucking rusted out shithole...Gulfst
ream Park West, remember that handle bumping scam

GP, my spot, the Ten Palms and while I don't for the life of me either remember the maitre d's name, I palmed her cash got the seat just before the finish line and a kiss on the cheek...every time I took a broad there I'd be like hey go eat and relax, I'm doing the scratches, placing the bets, and checking the tics and she's annoying the shit out of me sticking blocks of cheese in my mouth.
