The Rabbi's Hat


A Rabbi is walking slowly out of a Shul in New York when a gust of wind
blows his hat down the street. He's an old man with a cane and can't walk
fast enough to catch his hat. Across the street a man sees what has
happened and rushes over to grab the hat and returns it to the Rabbi. "I
don't think I would have been able to catch my hat." the Rabbi says. "Thank
you very much." The Rabbi places his hand on his shoulder and says, May G-d
bless you."

The young man thinks to himself, "I've been blessed by the Rabbi, this
must be my lucky day!" So he goes to the Racetrack and in the first race he
sees there is a horse named Stetson at 20 to 1. He bets $50 and sure enough
the horse comes in first. In the second race he sees a horse named Fedora at
30 to 1 so he bets it all and this horse comes in first also.

Finally at the end of the day he returns home to his wife who asks him
where he's been. He explains how he caught the Rabbis hat and was blessed by
him and the went to the track and started winning on horses that had a hat
in their names. "So where's the money" she says?

"I lost it all in the ninth race. I bet on a horse named Chateau and it lost."

"You fool, Chateau is a house, Chapeau is a hat."

"It doesn't matter," he said, "the winner was some Japanese horse named
Yarmulka."