Saturday, October 19, 2013

And We're Back

The ‘horse racing is like riding a roller coaster’ analogy is overused.  Heck, I’ve overused it myself on this blog over the years (I can’t believe it has been years by the way).  However, it is a very apt analogy for the place we found ourselves over the course of the past few weeks for a whole new reason.  It isn’t the ups, the downs, the twists, the turns, it’s more like what these people went through:

http://www.cnn.com/2013/10/09/travel/universal-orlando-roller-coaster/

 (in case you didn’t read the link, it was about some folks who got stuck on a roller coaster at Universal Studios for about 2 hours…)

When someone asks me “why haven’t you written anything in the blog for so long” my answer is that we’ve been stuck on the dang roller coaster and have been waiting for help!  Luckily that help came last Saturday night.

You might be wondering what constitutes being ‘stuck’ in racing.  To answer that, take a look at these numbers:

4, 5, 6, 6

Those were Mo’s four finishes after starting the season with a win and a second.  Each race has its own story as to why he didn’t go well.   There are plenty of legitimate excuses.  Some soreness one race, getting locked in and getting impeded down the stretch in a race he certainly would have finished no worse than third.  In that second 6th place finish, he didn’t have a great excuse.  He just didn’t race very well.  This was rather concerning because it was very ‘un-Mo like”.  Over the course of his entire career, I can’t really think of a time he just was flat for no reason.  It opened an unforeseen way to get  “un-stuck”…and not in the way we had hoped.

As we all know, In Over My Head is a hell of a racehorse.  He’s proven it many times.  However, even the best athletes will eventually lose their edge.  When that happens, retirement is not too far down the road.  Think of Michael Jordan with the Wizards.  16 points, 5 rebounds and 4 assists is a solid line…but not for the greatest ball player to ever live.  His skills were fading due to the unyielding pursuit of father time.  You can’t escape it.  After that set of finishes, especially that no excuse 6th place finish, we were beginning to fear that time was maybe starting to catch up with Mo.

Back to the being stuck analogy.  When you are a very good older horse and you begin to sit in middle-of-the-pack land, you have two ways to go.  Start getting into the top 3 again or fall to the bottom 3.  Being in the middle is what I mean by being stuck.  You aren’t making much money, but aren’t doing washing out either.  While we originally just assumed Mo would pop for a big win during one of those four races, the other option was becoming more real.  As we had talked about after his last start, while you can always have an excuse, eventually you have to come to the realization that excuse upon excuse upon excuse is something totally different.  It means that things just aren’t the way they used to be.  That was our fear going into last Saturday’s race.  Mo had faced races like this a few times in his past.  It was really becoming kind situation where he had to SHOW us he could still do it…or we just had to assume that he couldn’t anymore.

Despite that fear, we were really pretty optimistic.  We put Mo on Lasix, thus losing the crown of “Only race horse in America over the age of 7 who is not on Lasix” (that’s a joke for horse people, the rest will have no idea what I’m talking about) and Casey decided to sharpen up Mo’s training regimen a little bit.  He thought he could handle it at this point because his leg is really in great shape (all things considered) and the extra work would hopefully help him.

So there we were.  On one side, you have the sad fade into retirement staring us straight in the face (which was magnified by the fact we were dropping down in class…a class Mo really has to be able to handle or there isn’t’ much sense racing him).  On the other side you have some new ideas and some legitimate hope that the old boy can turn things around yet again.  Either way, we were about to be “unstuck”.

And how did Mo respond to this situation that became almost unmanageably tense as the horses were going to the gate?

He said, “Do you have rocks in your head?  How many times do I have to tell you to never, and I mean NEVER doubt me!”

Enjoy because we sure as hell did.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GjzoxrjieGA

That right there is what Danny and I like to refer to as “Old Mo”.  Our enthusiasm has to be tempered a little bit.  Like I said before, he had to be able to handle this class to even be racing so there isn’t huge cause for celebration, but it felt dang good to see him win.  And he earned that win.  That little Texican was a heck of a lot tougher than I thought and the rest of the field was a full nine iron behind.  He ended up with the fastest time of the night as well as the fastest last quarter (26.1).  He got us “unstuck” and gave us some great hope for the near future.

This whole exercise did force us to think about something interesting:  Mo’s retirement.  You might say, ‘he’s suffered 2 major injuries, how have you not thought about retirement?’ and you’d be making a good point.  This, however, is a little different.  I’m taking about the kind of retirement where his abilities start to fade and he just can’t do what he used to do.  In some ways, that is even harder to watch than an injury.  It poses a lot of questions.  How far do you let him drop in class?  At what point do you pop off the shoes and just stop?  Those are tough questions, and ones that we luckily don’t have to think about coming off an impressive win.  One thing we all agreed on was this.  He is living a great life right now.  He gets great care.  He gets to get turned out during the week and races on the weekends.  Life is good.  When it’s over, it’s over.  We’d have to find a home for him somewhere.  As much as we want him to be a stallion, I’m just not sure it is going to be feasible.  We’ll try, no doubt, but he’s really in a good place right now.  Let’s just hope he can keep racing well and enjoying life….and we can keep enjoying it right along with him. 

Thanks (again) Mo for teaching us to never give up hope.  Your inspiration is more important than you’ll ever know. 


Look for the next race on Saturday the 26th.  Let’s go Mo!

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Overview

Many people have asked me what it's like to own a racehorse. This blog is a play by play of one horse in particular. A three year old colt named In Over My Head that I own with my uncle...and although he doesn't have any dollars invested, my cousin is about as emotionally invested as humanly possible. It could end up being a story of success or failure, but if he's like all the others I've owned, it will no doubt be a roller coaster ride.