November of this year 2011 a year of financial turmoil in some fields of human endeavour but on…read morethe Horse-Racing fields of Kentucky, there was no such sign of any such turmoil. This November had me stretching my wing span from Melbourne, Victoria Australia, to Louisville, Kentucky USA all in a matter of a few days to ensure track-side viewing of two of the world's greatest and most exciting race meetings. The first being the Melbourne Cup, the world's richest Handicap thoroughbred horse race and the second meeting, for two grand days and fifteen glorious races of sheer joy and racing bliss at Churchill Downs for the tremendous Breeders Cup. Entitled, as usual, by Americans when it comes to many sporting events as the World Horse-Racing Championship. (See photo below) There is nothing quite more satisfying than to sniff newly mown hay and Blue Grass Turf and to hear the soothing sound of a fit thoroughbred horse's neigh, which says quite simply, 'Let's get on with it' while standing restless in their protective stalls before being mounted by their skillful jockey to head towards the parade ring. Then, as they reach the starting gates, along with the uplifting roar of the huge crowds, the distinctive sound of these majestic creature's hoofs leaving their starting stalls and gathering speed, pounding through the first furlong embracing the course like there is no tomorrow and no end in sight. This 2011 Breeders Cup for me marked 7 years of Breeders Cup attendance and while there are question marks as to whether this particular feisty filly, myself, can still strut her stuff with the best of those who follow the yearly Breeders Cup pilgrimage, methinks she can still hold her head up high and sigh, 'well, I certainly 'aint an old grey mare to be put out to pasture just yet!' (See photo below) Traditionally the Breeders Cup is held at a different USA venue every year and while it once was known as the richest one day race meeting in the world now stretched to two days it has since been surpassed by the The Dubai World Cup which has a give-away collection of monies worth over $US21 million $US10 million on the main race card attraction alone. Pure pocket change, of course, to those wealthy oil magnates who live in Dubai and the Emirates and who have an oil well or two in their backyards, no less. Each Breeders cup race is a momentous one which covers various distances and track surfaces, but they all lead up to the highlight event, the very last race on the race card, the Breeders Cup Classic worth a cool $5million to the winner and run on a dirt track. There have been some simply spectacular wins over the years, along with a few bitter disappointments, as everyone no matter what their flight of fancy loves a champion to stay a champion, come hell or high water and to always get home first. The joy of seeing the great Kentucky mare Zenyatta coming from mother-less last on her own home turf and then on the turn and into the straight, weaving her way through the great wall of horses in front of her in her traditional style, and with her trademark of a late finishing sprint to the line to actually put her nose in front where it belongs was a sight unparalleled in any sport ever seen anywhere. Watch this 2009 event below to see the horse finish of the century.
Video link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ud_XPH6Eix4
After a steely career of 19 consecutive wins under her belt, which included two Breeders Cup wins and going for her 20th, her last year being 2010 in none other than the almighty Breeders Cup Classic, the 'Great Dame' of racing left her barrier stall very late and was once again, 'stone mother-less last,' except this time, it was if she was taunting her backers, and leaving her run to the finishing line even too late for her. She finished an agonising second with only a nostril in it and to the eventual winner, 'Blame.' An aptly named winner, I suppose, under the circumstances, much to the shock and dismay of the huge crowd. Who were more than happy to 'Blame' the unlikely jockey rather than the horse or the circumstances. Such is the bewildering logic of followers of thoroughbred horse racing. Optimists to the end in any race. (See photo below) However, as a racing fan myself, it's hard not to lay some 'Blame' for this heart-wrenching defeat squarely on the shoulders of the jockey, Mike Smith, a famous American hoop (Jockey) who I am sure will never forgive himself for his lack of timing and judgement in this famous racing event. And, while here, I can not forget the great Irish mare Goldikova who won the Breeders Cup mile three times in a row and was going for her fourth this year. Sadly, her defeat was inevitable as she was squashed in on the rail and to her adoring fans she had to settle for a disappointing third spot in a race that will be remembered for being a pretty scrappy event. (See photo below) During Breeders Cup week us 'foreign infidels' march into town in our droves from