LOUISVILLE, KY (WAVE) - Derby season is always special. The entire city shines.
Lawns are cut. Flowers are planted. People seem to be kinder to one another. It's a time of excitement.
Full of hope. Full of promise. Full of memories.
I will never forget last year's Derby. American Pharoah captured all of our hearts. Before Derby Day, I did some stories on him at trainer Bob Baffert's barn.
AP, as he's called, is like a gigantic teddy bear, especially if you visit with a bag of baby peeled carrots.
I've been friends with Jill and Bob Baffert for more than 20 years, and being around them you could sense that something spectacular was going to happen. I feel so fortunate to have been in New York for the Belmont, to watch Pharoah capture that elusive Triple Crown.
The roar of the crowd was deafening. You couldn't help but get choked up, watching this magnificent animal with a big heart do something that hadn't been done in 37 years. After the race, I went back to the barn where people were presenting Pharoah with baby peeled carrots.
It seemed like he knew what had just happened, that he knew he did something monumental. At least that's what I like to believe.
So here we are with Kentucky Derby 142 upon us, and we are again full of hope. Who will make us believe?