It’s the grand stage, the home of American racing, overlooked by the twin spires, it’s Churchill Downs.
The Classic, the big one of the night, of the season, of the year, 10 F on dirt to decide champion racehorse of the year. Dirt, it’s such a great word. A surface we don’t know in Europe which is why in 26 years we have had only two European winners.
What chance of a third? One entry from Europe, from Ireland. Then there’s only one to talk about.
Form. As a wonder horse, maybe not. As a rock solid top quality seriously brilliant horse displaying the constitution of an oxx,yes he qualifies. In Yankee terms he’s 12 form 19 including 8 Group 1’s, 5 at his absolute favourite distance 10 F.
He’s beaten the best in the southern hemisphere and then come north to stamp his class in Europe. A Cox Plate, an Eclipse and an Irish Champion Stakes speak volumes about his ability. He is head and shoulders above the opposition.
Only one question. That word, Dirt. It’s such a great word, So You Think?
Póg Mo Thón Uncle Mo .( Australian now for Kiss My Axxx )