Word: finished
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Most racegoers agree. But thousands of them bet on Willie anyway. Their motivation is simple: Bill Hartack may not always win, but he always tries. From flag-fall to finish, he pumps and slashes. He scratches all over his mount as if it were a case of hives, endlessly intent on keeping the animal's mind on the work at hand. He comes down the stretch as though leading a Hollywood cavalry charge. The whooping and flopping of Hartack's style distresses purists. They call him the least stylish of successful riders in the history of racing...
Four days later, around the barns and in the clubhouse as well, Willie Hartack was a hero. He had climbed aboard Calumet's second stringer, Iron Liege, and won the Derby when Willie Shoemaker stood up in his stirrups on Gallant Man a few yards from the finish. As the 1957 racing season galloped on, Hartack went on to ride almost every champion horse of the year. When Hialeah opened its current meeting with a parade of eight of last year's top horses, the only compromise that would satisfy the owners was to have exercise boys in the saddles...
...pinned back on his head, something's bothering him. Maybe the girth might not be set right, and you have to adjust it. Sometimes I make my inside stirrup a notch or two shorter than the other. It makes no difference if I'm comfortable; my object is to finish good, not look good...
...Running as usual only to win, Ireland's Ron Delany at the Boston Garden won his 18th consecutive indoor mile. Delany, who has the stuff to outsprint just about every mile record on the books, was perfectly satisfied to finish in 4:05.3, far in front of the pack...
...take it all back about the American. It turns out he was not really responsible for the bomb that exploded in the crowd of shoppers-and so on. The Englishman, it seems, has simply been duped by the Communists. "I wish someone existed," he sobs at the finish, "to whom I could say I am sorry...