Calvin Borel, about as worldly as the horse he rode in on, was actually bear-hugged by the president of the United States.
"Picked me up," Borel said with a smile.
A man accustomed to risking his life daily on the racetrack was justifiably scared up until that point. George W. Bush put Borel at ease by asking him, "Where'd you steal that tuxedo?"
"I found it by the side of the road," Borel responded, relaxing.
Then the son of a sugar cane farmer from St. Martin Parish, La., greeted the queen of England. He talked horses with Colin Powell and Supreme Court Chief Justice John Roberts. He ate dinner next to the president's daughter, Barbara.
Among those at his table were "a football player, I forget his name."
Peyton Manning, perhaps?
"Yeah, that's him," Borel said.
The invitation to this elite and effete event was so far beyond the pale that both Borel and his agent, Jerry Hissam, greeted it like a get-rich-quick call from a telemarketer.
When Hissam's phone rang Sunday morning and the female voice on the other end said she worked for the White House, his antenna detected a prank. Even in the afterglow of such a compelling career achievement, there was little reason to expect the leader of the free world to suddenly desire your presence.
"I'm thinking, 'What agent put this woman up to this?' " Hissam said.
So he listened to the spiel from the woman who identified herself as Laura Bush's personal assistant and said, with no small amount of acidity, "You are going to send a private jet for him, aren't you?"
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