1. Terravista (5 yr old gelding by Captain Rio from Parfore);
2. Chautauqua (4 yr old grey gelding by Encosta de Lago from Lovely Jubly);
3. Lankan Rupee (5 yr old gelding by Redoute's Choice from Estelle Collection).
Terravista,
a lovely chestnut 5 year old, took out the Darley Classic today in Melbourne. I
wasn’t really watching for this horse but it won in a hotly contested finish
with the two horses I was most interested in, running second and third.
Terravista |
The thing
about major races that a lot of people fail to think about, is that there is
big prize money for virtually every position all the way back to eighth. Horse
racing exists for the breeding industry, and so, once a horse can fill a
particular higher level – or ‘class’ of racing – the prize moneys are spread
around in order to support and encourage animals to get in and to stay in those
types of races; and of course, as a result, for breeders to look to producing that
superior class of animal.
It is my own
personal belief that the two that filled the minor placings – are being
prepared more for next year’s Southern Hemisphere Autumn, rather than continue
to try and prove anything more in this campaign. Even so, they won $180,000 and
$90,000 respectively, for running second and third just in this race alone.
I thought it
was a fascinating race, down the straight at Flemington – no turns – and this
permitted the winner, who normally is used to going around in an opposite direction
in races around an actual circuit, to still maintain the same leading-foot
style for ‘left-to-right’ (clockwise circuit) racing that it is used to without
having to adjust to the opposite way of going around.
Corthay's shoes...
typical French stuff, and good for New Orleans!
|
This race
itself proved nothing other than that any of the first four or even five are
extremely good race horses.
It’s very
hard to try and convince someone who is not a racing fan to ‘understand’ and
appreciate what good horse racing is all about. But hey, when you are back on
the creaking deck-boards, late into the warm, dusky evening, and your polished
Corthay cordovans are pampering your worked feet, and there is someone to talk
to over your Bourbon, you need to have a topic of conversation that fits in with
the atmosphere. It’s either Hank Williams singin’ or Jerry Lee Lewis honky-tonk
rock-and-roll playing, or the breeding of the black type class race horses of
the year and of the coming year. What else could it be?!
A brilliant conversationalist |
The orange
sun goes down, the paddle steamer splish-splashes down the river, the Bourbon
stings your tongue, a meteor flashes across the night sky. Ah, life is good and
has ever been thus.
Try and
convince old money otherwise...