It’s about a feast of top class racing to look forward too.
There were over 1150 pattern races across the world in 2010 consisting of
549 Group 3’s, 327 Group 2’s, 291 Group 1’s.
In 2011 it all happens again.
Pattern racing scans the globe. The USA, Canada, Dubai, Ireland, England, France, Germany, Italy, Australia, Japan, Chile, Brazil, Hong Kong and Turkey all have been included in the pattern racing calendar.
There run for 2 year olds, 3 year olds before bringing together the older horses in a clash of generations and sexes.
The concentration in spring begins with the 3 year olds and when summer rolls the younger and older generations burst to life. A crescendo of autumn battles for big prizes decides big reputations.
They cover distances from 5 furlongs to 20 furlongs run for Colts, Fillies, Mares and Geldings. There on turf, dirt, tapeta and other all weather surfaces. They can be sloppy, firm and even soft affairs.
Pattern racing is about thirty grand to ten million cash. There about past, present and future generations. There about the next stallions and mares.
There about immaculate planning, attention to detail and luck in running. There about man and beast, a half a ton of horseflesh and a feather weight. There about fifty eight seconds to four and a half minutes at forty plus miles an hour. There about talent, speed, stamina, athleticism, class and brilliance. There about pace, coolness and judgement. There about oogs and aghs, noses, shortheads, heads and lengths.
Most of all there about heart. That’s what produces champions.
There’s a Workforce of Mastercraftsman involved who have a Special Duty to produce The Best of The Bests. They Authorise us to See The Stars.
Pattern racing is our Reference Point. Weather you pray at St Nicholas Abbey or seek Fame and Glory, dance like Nijinsky or write like Yeats, let the season bring you a Lyric Fantasy and cover us in Goldikova.
The king is dead, long live the king. Sadler’s Wells, an awesome racehorse and stallion. A true great.
Pattern Racing is about the best that thoroughbred racing can offer. Must we be Frankel about it or will our Pathfork?