Chaos, tragedy, and glitz aplenty at Churchill Downs, America's poshest blood sport event - but the question on everyone's lips remains: is horse racing the new Hunger Games? In the wake of the tenth annual Churchill Downs Celebrity Blood Bath, horse and spectator alike are left shaking in their silken boots, as equine casualty Lost in Limbo brought the equestrian kill count up to eleven for this season alone. Despite the race's official title still being the Kentucky Derby, insiders continue to whisper that racing at Churchill Downs will henceforth be known as The 11th Hunger Games, as the fallen horses strain the capacity of the graveyard beneath the stands. In a macabre and fitting eulogy for the Death Derby, the horrifying final moments of seven-year-old gelding about to be lost in limbo were broadcast to the track's 450 luxury boxes that held the who's who of America's finest. After eating a mouthful of dirt like a true competitor, Lost in Limbo struggled to regain its hooves, flailing in terror and pain as if realizing, far too late, it was trapped in a ruthless competition for survival. Whispers within the sport are now rife that, without leadership from the Capitol to strike fear into horse and human hearts, a dark revolution may be brewing. Victory parades, angel wings and champagne glasses are a way of life too precious for this 1% to lose, and many look with fear at the wrath of the crowd as they break into song - perhaps hoping for a mockingjay to lead them out of the darkness. But do not be fooled. As for now, the endless flow of blood and champagne at Churchill Downs signifies the Games must go on. And as we, the chosen few, raise our hands to volunteer as the Capitol's newest Tribute, let us remember the fallen – but never let us lose faith in our beloved pastime, a world without which would fall, just like Lost in Limbo, nose-first.