Let's take the new idol of the horse set - no autographs now, please, he'll hoof your T-shirts later - and stand him up against some other famous champions in sports.
How does Smarty Jones compare to, say, Rocky Marciano? Two more legs, same number of defeats.
How does Smarty Jones compare to the 1972 Miami Dolphins? Darker hair than Don Shula, same number of defeats.
How does Smarty Jones compare to the 1976 Indiana University basketball team? Well, seeing as the Hoosiers' coach was named Bob Knight, you might say both had parts that could occasionally act like a horse's rear end. And the same number of defeats.
Smarty Jones is so hot right now, he might get asked for a presidential endorsement. His Nielsen numbers are great, his memorabilia sales are booming. He's a Philadelphia professional athlete that hasn't even been booed yet.
And it's not just because he has a chance on June 5 at the Belmont to become the first Triple Crown winner since the Bee Gees were big.
Or because he was so dominant last Saturday, by the time the Preakness was over, it looked like a posse chasing Billy the Kid.
Or how his bloodlines aren't as regal as some of the future studs that keep inhaling his dust.
Or because his past and present entourage is a photo album of human frailty. The jockey who is a recovering alcoholic. The trainer who was murdered by his stepson over a money dispute. The owner who was once a car dealer and has to fight to breathe after a lifetime of too many cigarettes.
All that may be good enough to get Smarty Jones invited on Maury Povich. But here's the kicker.
There is one phrase that always rings a bell, always sounds magical, always carries an aura, no matter what the sport or athlete, man or beast.
Unbeaten record.
Perfection intrigues the masses. Even those whose favorite horse is Mr. Ed.
Marciano was the only boxing champion ever to finish unbeaten. The Dolphins the only NFL team to do it. Indiana the last men's college basketball team, in 1976. The same year the Cincinnati Reds went 7-0 in the postseason, the only team do that since playoff rounds came to baseball in 1969.
Of the 11 Triple Crown winners, only one had an unbeaten record. Seattle Slew in 1977. And he lost two weeks later, when he was rushed into another race, before we knew what champions were supposed to do. They go to Disney World.
So here is Smarty Jones, 8-0, one victory ahead of Roger Clemens. It looked like he finished the Preakness in cruise control. ''He's push-button now,'' jockey Stewart Elliott said after the race.
People who have never sat in a clubhouse or squinted at the Racing Form or torn up a losing ticket and thrown it forlornly to the floor can still appreciate what a ''0'' means at the right side of the hyphen. How difficult it is to get. How difficult it is to keep. Even if the one doing it sleeps in a barn.
So Smarty Jones is Oklahoma football under Bud Wilkinson and UCLA basketball under John Wooden. At the same time, he's the farm animal just down the road. A humble courser trying to outrun the Triple Crown curse. The last nine horses to get this close failed.
He may or may not be the perfect thoroughbred, but he's the perfect story. An underdog with an unbeaten record. Not many of those in history. In anything.
Mike Lopresti