On Derby day tomorrow, the infield at Churchill Downs will be a complete orgy of merriment and debauchery. It will be dominated by drunken college students and blue-collar families. Many party for days before and after because it ranks as one of America’s most illustrious, degenerate parties. Spanning 40 acres, the infield has been around since 1875, the race’s inaugural running. It is a spectacle every American should experience at least once.
The infield amalgamates Woodstock, Mardi Gras, field parties, raves, family barbecues, mosh pits and hints of other atypical atmospheres into one big joint. The sight of over 80,000 people acting in such ways while fueled by such motives requires flawless preparation.
People bring their own chairs, blankets, coolers, food and non-alcoholic beverages, but one cannot legally take alcohol into Churchill Downs. Nonetheless, people sneak it past security through a variety of methods, often creative.
The infield must be entered via tunnels. The original ones were built in 1937 to allow better accessibility for racing enthusiasts. Getting to the tunnel from the turnstiles is like crossing traffic and resembles the video game “Frogger.” People run amok, obstructing its entrance, and many are staggering drunk. If people aren’t careful, crossing at the precise moment, some imbecile might knock them to the ground. They then risk being trampled and possibly having belongings stolen – most notably pride.
Once inside, there is silliness in all directions. People swarm like bees. Some dress in various costumes, and no outfit is too casual. Families spread blankets, while others pitch tents. Elderly folk in wheelchairs sit aside children in strollers. Beach balls are bounced, footballs are tossed and Frisbees are thrown. Little boys and girls play tag.
People behaving like total savages bump shoulders with women carrying toddlers. One can be amid a zoo of lunacy one second, and among a family bonding the next. There is nothing that can prepare an infield virgin for what they witness during initial contact.
The bulk of college students congregate near the “third turn.” There one can find much-needed relief from the family atmosphere that inhabits other sections. Homemade beer bongs are used, while marijuana smoke passes through the breeze. Girls flash their breasts as onlookers reward them with strands of beads, free beer or shots of 90-proof liquors. Many males are shirtless.
Most people do not place a single bet, or watch a race for that matter. The sight of the track is obscured by a sea of people. Depending on positioning, one may see a horse – purely by chance – without knowledge that a race is being run.
The Kentucky Derby is more than a sporting event or social gathering to Kentuckians. It is a cultural event and significant part of our heritage. For just over two minutes, the eyes of the sporting world are fixated on a dirt racetrack. On the first Saturday in May, Churchill Downs brings the Bluegrass State together and shares the state’s beauty and diversity with the world.
Over a hundred thousand people will be in attendance, and millions worldwide will gather to cheer their favorite horses. The Derby creates anxiety while generating excitement. It can trigger joy or sorrow, yet always provides an excuse to congregate and sip fine Kentucky bourbon. Tickets cost $40. The drive to Churchill Downs from Columbus is minimal. For those interested in this unique event, more information can be found at www.churchilldowns.com.
Jason Martin is a graduate student in journalism. He can be reached for comment at [email protected].
