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A friend of mine who is not a horse racing fan(he doesn't dislike it, just doesn't know that much about it) forwarded me this article and asked for my opinion. I didn't see any other posts regarding it so I thought I would post it. Not quite sure what I think of it yet, but I was wondering if anyone here had any thoughts. Keith
Bob Verdi Sunday Column
July 30, 2006
Were it possible, Barbaro might want to have a word with that buffoon of a jockey, Paul O'Neill, who applied a head butt to his horse the other day in England.
Also, Barbaro probably would have something to say about all those horses that have broken down and have been euthanized at Arlington Park this season--19 and counting.
And what we really would like to hear from Barbaro are his personal thoughts about how he won the Kentucky Derby in May and is now fighting for his life, a life he donated to the thoroughbred racing industry through no choice of his own.
But, of course, horses can't talk. So, we'll just have to stand by and wait for bulletins from Kennett Square, Pa., where Barbaro is convalescing. He must regrow the hoof on his left hind leg. If that doesn't happen, then Barbaro will be put down and out of his misery.
Should that occur, no doubt people in the business will mourn the tragic loss of such a "beautiful animal." Naturally, these animals are especially beautiful if they can win, place or show, and when this dynamic colt stormed to victory in the world's biggest race, the Run for the Roses at Churchill Downs, he was more beautiful than ever.
Unlike a lot of other athletes, however, Barbaro didn't dance or pose, pull out a felt-tip pen or a cell phone upon crossing the finish line. He merely ambled over to the winners' circle then back to the barn, while many two-legged animals around him preened, or cashed their tickets.
Barbaro doesn't have an agent or a union, and he could have used both at Pimlico Race Course outside Baltimore, site of the 131st Preakness Stakes, middle jewel in the Triple Crown. All eyes were on Barbaro, the toast of the town. Maybe he would better his 6 1/2-length romp of a couple weeks prior.
But shortly after being loaded into the sixth stall, Barbaro broke through the gate. We'll never know why, but when a horse weighing 1,000 or so pounds wants to do something, whips and blinders and saddles are no deterrent. He can't be stopped.
Nor could the precious Preakness. Barbaro was returned to the post, off they went, and maybe 15 seconds into the race, he pulled up, his right leg hanging limp with what was found to be three separate fractures and a dislocation. The track vet had examined Barbaro after he bolted prematurely, and the jockey, Edgar Prado, said he felt sure his mount was ready to roll for real. Thoroughbreds routinely fail to fire after breaking through the gate as Barbaro did, but all you-know-what would have ensued if he had been scratched. You can bet your life on that, or better yet, Barbaro's.
If Barbaro were a ballplayer, he could have claimed injury on the spot, gone to the whirlpool like so many of our uniformed heroes do when the going gets tough, or filed a grievance with his association. But Barbaro just obeyed orders, and besides, there is just a small television window for the Preakness. The race must go on, because there is this thing about regularly scheduled programming.
Barbaro's owners and trainers insist they are jumping through all the medical hoops to save Barbaro because they love this beautiful animal with all their hearts, and not because Barbaro might be worth $40 million as a stallion, siring other horses capable of a win, place or show while we cheer for them, from the bottom of our wallets.
We take Barbaro's handlers at their word because they have said and have done all the proper things. But we also can assume this: Barbaro is not trying to grow a new hoof and all those beautiful animals at Arlington Park were not destroyed because they did not race often enough.
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