Opinion

Listening to Miles play the piano – I think I recognize Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star – while perusing the Tattersalls Horses-in-Training Sale catalogue. In a basement of a church in Upperville, Va., oh the places where you’ll steal a minute’s worth of work. I’m sure I wouldn’t have listened when I had time on my hands but, wow, I wish I knew how paramount time was going to become. That’s all you really ask for in life. Just time. Time to be a dad, time to be a husband, time to be a son, time to be a provider, time to be a friend. Just time.

Weekend Report.

All Together won the W. Gary Baker Memorial, a restricted stakes at Virginia Fall. The veteran son of Danzig (I love writing that) deserved a win after clashing with the best in the game for 32 prior starts over jumps. The $40,000 stakes is restricted to horses who had never won an open hurdle stakes. I questioned it for a minute…All Together hasn’t won an open stakes…? Gallant horse who always shows up for work. Good for Sam Jones to win a stakes after a tough Saratoga.

Watching Jack Hanna’s Wild Countdown with Miles, our Saturday morning routine. Waiting for European racing to start, we’ll flip pancakes and watch Newmarket, Gowran Park, Redcar and Ascot, before heading up the road to Glenwood Park for the annual Virginia Fall Races. The only race meet Miles likes, “Is it the one with the rocks? Then I’ll go.”

This has to be the best goodbye from any racing office in history. Printed on the second-to-last overnight of the meet, it makes you want to run a horse at the western Pennsylvania oval. As Mario Pino said the other day, “It’s time to go.”

You going racing this weekend? Good stuff all over, especially at Parx Racing (which is still difficult to type – had to delete Philadelphia Park) which features the return of California Chrome in the Pennsylvania Derby and a scary good rendition of the Grade 1 Cotillion for 3-year-old fillies.

“Should we walk back?”

And so this column begins the way yesterday’s ended. Charlie LoPresti asking if I wanted to walk back to the barn to see Wise Dan.

The two-time Horse of the Year returned from colic surgery and nearly four months on the bench to do what he does best – win. Reeve McGaughey, Kelly Wheeler, Damien Rock and LoPresti’s team had walked Wise Dan back to the test barn while LoPresti waited to saddle Shift Colors two races later. The filly finished seventh, LoPresti talked to jockey Jose Lezcano, declined a champagne toast and then asked the question.

Trainers flee like thieves in the night, no goodbyes, barns simply empty from one morning to the next.

I throw three copies of The Special on a wooden shelf, then look up and realize it’s the only thing around, “Whoa, I guess they shipped out.”

Broken straw bales scattered like tumbleweeds. The hanging flowers, drying and wilting, left behind like a hitchhiker at a crossroads. Baling twine hangs loose, blowing in the wind. A rub rag hangs from the wooden rail around the wash rack, too dirty to ship, it’ll be there next year.

What do you do after this? It’s a logical question after the madness of seven weeks at Saratoga. It’s also part of the reason why you like us, you won’t see us (much) until next year. The easy answer is we’ll walk away – from the track, from the circus, from daily publishing, daily racing. We’ll write, but at nothing near the intensity. We’ll reintroduce ourselves to our wives, our children (or chickens in Tom’s case) and go back to the regularly scheduled program.

We’re almost to the end of the season and the number of papers remaining, like racing days, is in the single digits.

Two years ago, I needed a column. Wandering and wondering, I walked down Gridley Street and found an 18-year-old wide-eyed kid pulling his tack off a horse.  

In 2012, Dylan Davis wanted to be a jockey. In 2014, he is a jockey.

Wednesday, Davis won his third race of the meet, steering first-time starter Ms Eileen to win the fifth. It was career win number 174 for Davis. Saratoga isn’t easy for any jockey and it hasn’t been easy for Davis. If he’s questioned it or he’s frustrated by it, you’d never know. Every day, he and his agent Mike Kelly, upbeat, walk the beat. For weeks, Davis has laughed when he’s seen The Special’s team, “I want to make The Special. Before the meet’s over, I want to make The Special.”

This is how far you’ve come, kid.