Turf: Compliance Officer steps up
Bruce Brown ran sideways, snapping his fingers, yelling, winding up a mile from the clubhouse big screen. Jennie Brown stood her ground and shrieked.
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Bruce Brown ran sideways, snapping his fingers, yelling, winding up a mile from the clubhouse big screen. Jennie Brown stood her ground and shrieked.
Kiaran McLaughlin leaned over the back of a chair and stared at the TV, he could have been watching the 6 o’clock news. In a clubhouse box at the top of the stairs, one square over from Todd Pletcher and just down from his old boss Wayne Lukas, McLaughlin simply stared at the TV while bedlam rained around him.
Just a man and his horse. Traveling the world. Arthur Coontz and Giant Oak have been together for nearly three years, the Thoroughbred version of Lewis and Clark.
Euphony, Going Ballistic and Brownie Points are among his recent Oaklawn stars. He had a great run from 2000-02 with stakes winners Mr. Ross, See How They Run and Bedanken.
Jockeys and agents study form, line up morning works, talk to trainers and carefully choose mounts. And sometimes they just answer the phone.
Elliott Walden laughed at the difference between Sidney’s Candy in the morning and Sidney’s Candy in the afternoon. “He worked faster than he ran,” Walden said. “He went three quarters in 1:14, he went in 1:09 the other day.”
Donnie Von Hemel thought long and hard. “Good question,” he said, finally looking up from his cowboy hat. “I don’t know if I would have made the move or not.”
Charles “Scooter” Dickey made a plan to come to the Whitney about the time Flat Out ran past the eighth pole in the Grade II Suburban at Belmont Park July 2. Preston Stable’s 5-year-old son of Flatter drew off to a huge score that day, taking his first stakes since winning the Smarty Jones back in January 2009.
Todd Pletcher liked winning the John Morrissey. For one, it was a stakes at Saratoga. For two, it was with one of his favorite horses, Ibboyee. For three, and perhaps most importantly or at least entertainingly, he beat Mike Repole.
Mike Puype uttered three simple words from under a pair of quaking binoculars as the field swept past the three-eighths pole in the Test, Saturday’s Grade I companion to the Whitney.