Thoroughbred racing has long been called the sport of kings, but take it from me, as a thoroughbred owner, it felt more like, the sport of getting your face caved in: that is, until my wife and I bought into a gritty, grey filly named Mizdirection, who has taken us on a ride of a lifetime.
And in all likelihood, the big mare ended a brilliant career by successfully defending her Breeders Cup Turf Sprint title against the boys Saturday…and she did it the same way as she did a year ago…, by coming off the lead, with a furious charge late.
And like last year, she did it off a long layoff with no prep race. She’s an all-day gamer.
Now, the biggest problem I have with the business… is that it’s a business, and the big girl shipped to Kentucky and will be sold at auction this evening. It was gut-wrenching, but the only way for me to stay in this business, which I love, is to take some money off the table when possible and reinvest it in the industry.
In the meantime, while I’m paid to be objective, I have no problem saying my favorite athlete ever is a five year, four legged female, who is walking off as a two time world champion. Viva La Miz!