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...another 38 more winner's circles over the years, earning a record $6.5 million, $2.5 million more than his nearest competitor. Two weeks ago, a few days before he was scheduled to begin his 84th race, at Hollywood Park in California, John Henry injured a tendon in his right foreleg during a routine workout. Last week Sam Rubin, who bought the high-spirited gelding for $25,000 seven years ago, announced that racing's grand old superstar was finally retiring from the track. The two-time Horse of the Year, five-time Eclipse award winner and emotional favorite of fans...
Never was there so unlikely a horse-racing champion as Seabiscuit. He was undersize, injury prone, had a flayed foreleg and a broken-boned, one-eyed jockey. Yet, thanks to a gifted trainer, Seabiscuit topped his career by beating War Admiral in a sensational meeting in 1938. Hillenbrand's prose is often breathless and overwrought, but readers should ride this one to the wire...
Cedric aims his father's .44 Ruger. Hesitates. His father has always told him to wait until the deer turns, so that he can have a clear shot at the side, through the heart and lungs just behind the foreleg. The buck senses their presence. Cedric swears the buck looks right at him. His father whispers, "Shoot! Shoot! Shoot...
...star that rose out of Suffolk Downs two springs ago fell to earth unexpectedly last Saturday, accompanied by unusually grim fanfare, even for the hand of fate. The crack of a foreleg placed wrong, followed by the thud of a three-year-old colt hiring Belmont's hard dirt track at full speed, were the sounds to which the celebrated horse Timely Writer, made his final exit from racing...
Today, Cowboy Joe will be hoping that he doesn't need the whip at all, that Mr. Multiflex flows from start to finish, that Big Red stumbles out of the blocks and never really recovers, still dragging that foreleg. And that it isn't raining. 'Cause if Big Red comes out steppin' high with nostrils flarin, and the weather is downright early, Mr. Multiflex may be sucking wind before they're too far into the backstretch. And you may be tearing up your tickets and flipping the stubs at the teller in the $2 window...