More Countdowns

As of this moment during which I write, there’s 30 days, 3 hours, 59 minutes and 27 seconds– whoops, make that 22 — no wait, 5 seconds!– until the Breeders Cup in October, and there’s plenty of intel out there about which horse can do what. Man, it must get heart-breaking to be a trainer and and owner: the horse that was doing so well suddently develops a bad habit or changes her mind about where she wants to put her feet. That’s why we have to keep up on it if we want to know what’s going on. I like all that track talk, the famiilar, slangy punditry that has morphed over the years along with the rest of the English language (alas, I’m mono-lingual. I don’t know how they talk about le cheval in France). It’s so ango-saxon! I think. Did the anglo-saxons race horses? Sure they did, if they had ’em to race. It’s got to be pure human nature to find other animals that go like the wind and then jump on the backs of those animals — or make machines that go like the wind. But machines don’t ound and thunder on four legs (of course), and the horses headed for the Breeder’s Cup do.

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6 responses to “More Countdowns

  1. EMD

    They’re no different than people. We change. They change. Reactive creatures are we.

  2. I agree, I agree. I always look forward to the Breeder’s Cup, and when the day is over I feel like I’ve gorged myself at a buffet.
    Surely man has always looked for ways to go faster!

  3. I look forward to the Breeder’s Cup as well. For me, I think the big races always hold the hope of an emergence of a new equine hero. Certainly the Breeder’s Cup is the legacy of Seabiscuit and I want to “be there” if it ever happens again.

  4. Is this gonna Kill You? No i Dont Think so !

  5. Then again, one man’s heartbreak is another woman’s great new horse. My TB mare, who somebody paid the fee (or whatever you do) to be Breeder’s Cup qualified, flunked out before she ever hit the track. We’ve having a lot of fun. (She’s no longer new.)

    I’m sorry for the owner, but he had five other racehorses and surely doesn’t miss this nice but not very ambitious horse. Me, I can’t afford five racehorses, but I can afford one that’s not interested in running. She’s having a very nice life outsmarting me at every turn and working very little.

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