Call me insensitive or maybe a tad unsentimental (as if that were a just description), but I don’t understand people’s fascination with racehorses. A few months ago, sportscasters were hyping up some horse named Funny Cide and how he might win the Triple Crown. Forgive me, but I found that pointless. And now we’ve got a movie coming out about a horse named Seabiscuit. I know, the movie was a book first; and for all I know, it was probably well written. And actually, reviewers are already praising the movie. But seriously, can anybody explain to me what’s the big deal about these horses? They’re fast runners, and I suppose they have the hearts of champions, but they’re also just freaking horses. I honestly don’t give a damn about the achievements of animals. Unless Funny Cide discovers a cure for cancer or AIDS, I could happily live the rest of my life without hearing his name. As for Seabiscuit, while his story may be inspirational as hell, I think I’ll skip the movie when it comes to theatres. Sorry my equestrian-loving friends, but I just don’t get it.