I’m not a big fan of horse racing, but I can’t help but be a little sad over the events that transpired at the Kentucky Derby. Really depressing stuff. I’m talking, of course, about the fact that a horse named Big Brown won the race. Seriously, that’s the best name that some rich morons could come up with for their horse? I’ll cheer for a Barbaro, or a Secretariat or even a Smarty Jones, but a Big Brown? Lame. That’s like naming your newborn baby Little Peach.

Monday’s Forecast: Call me crazy, or possibly crazily disgusting, but I can’t help but think that someone named this horse after a trip to the bathroom, and who really wants to root for a horse that’s was likely named after a poorly digested two-entrée plate from Panda Express? Not this ‘human…