Catholic Horses

[wbreitman]

An Oldie But Goodie!

A punter (gambler) was at the horse races playing the ponies and all
but losing his shirt.
He noticed a Priest step 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.
Next race, as the horses lined up, the Priest stepped onto the track.
Sure enough, he blessed one of the horses.
The punter made a beeline for a betting window and placed a small bet
on the horse. Again, even though it was another long shot, the horse won the
race.
He collected his winnings, and anxiously waited to see which horse the
Priest would bless next.
He bet big on it, and it won. As the races continued the Priest kept
blessing long shots, and each one ended up winning.
The punter was elated. He made a quick dash to the ATM, withdrew all
his savings, and awaited for 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.
This time the priest blessed the eyes, ears, and hooves of the old nag.
The punter knew he had a winner and bet every cent he owned on the old nag.
He watched dumbfounded as the old nag came in last. In a state of
shock, he went to the track area where the Priest was.
Confronting Him, 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 mile. Now, thanks to you I've lost every cent of my
savings!'.
The Priest nodded wisely and with sympathy.

'Son,' he said, 'that's the problem with you Protestants, you can't
tell the difference between a simple blessing and last rites.'