ELMONT, N.Y. – The old saying exhorts horsemen to keep their stock in the worst company and themselves in the best.
Anyway, there was trainer Naipaul Chatterpaul on the Belmont backstretch Sunday, the Hempstead Turnpike just over a vine-choked fence, hanging with stable-hands sipping Coronas in surprisingly intense late-morning sun, a gaggle of roosters yelling at each other on the scene’s periphery.