Well, we just found out that, at 10:30 this morning, Barbaro was put to sleep. Barbaro's owners and doctor had always said that as long as they could manage his pain and Barbaro was still fighting, they would continue to fight to keep him alive and healthy. And so, for eight months, they did just that. Many owners would not have bothered. Many would have taken the $40-some million dollars in insurance and called it a day. Despite the fact that his owners probably would not have been able to breed him, because his leg would not have been able to handle the weight, they continued to do what they could. Unfortunately, after a long eight months filled with surgeries, infections, recoveries, flowers, carrots, cards, banners, hopes and prayers, Barbaro's condition reached a point where the doctors no longer felt they would be able to manage his pain. True to their word, Roy and Gretchen Jackson, along with Barbaro's surgeon, Dr. Dean Richardson, made the decision this morning and at 10:30 a.m., the racing world lost a great champion. Now, Barbaro is no longer in any pain. I wish I could say the same for us.