One day while he was at the track playing the ponies and all but
losing his shirt, Mitch noticed a priest who stepped out onto the
track and blessed the forehead of one of the horses lining up
for the 4th race. Lo and behold, that horse...a very long
shot...won the race.
As the horses began lining up before the next race, Mitch watched
with interest the priest step onto the track. Sure enough, as the
horses for the 5th race came to the starting gate, the priest made
a blessing on the forehead of one of the horses. Mitch made a
beeline for a betting window and placed a small bet on the horse.
Even though it was another long shot, the horse the priest had
blessed won the race.
Mitch collected his winnings and anxiously waited to see which
horse the priest would bless for the 6th race. Again the priest
blessed a horse. Mitch bet big on it and the horse won. Mitch
was elated. As the races continued, the priest kept blessing
long-shot horses and each one ended up coming in first.
Bye and bye, Mitch was pulling in some serious money. By the
last race, he knew his wildest dreams were going to come true.
He made a quick dash to the ATM, withdrew all his savings,
and awaited the priest's blessing that would tell him which
horse to bet on.
True to his pattern, the priest stepped onto the track for the last
race and blessed the forehead of an old nag that was the longest
shot of the day. Mitch also observed the priest blessing the eyes,
ears, and hooves. Mitch knew he had a winner and bet every cent
he owned on the old nag.
Mitch watched, dumbfounded, as the old nag came in dead last.
In a state of shock, Mitch made his way down to the track area
where the priest was.
Confronting the priest, he demanded, "Father! What happened?
All day long you blessed horses and they all won. Then in the
last race, the horse you blessed lost by a Kentucky mile. Now,
thanks to you, I've lost every cent of my savings. ALL OF IT!"
The priest nodded wisely and with sympathy, then said...
"Son, that's the problem with you Protestants. You can't
tell the difference between a simple blessing and last rites."
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