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Last week Jockey Jack Flinchum lost his "bug." Ordinarily, there is no national to-do when an apprentice jockey loses his bug (the five-pound weight advantage allowed first-year riders, dubbed "bug" because of the asterisk that precedes the weights of bug-ridden horses on race programs). But Jockey Jack Flinchum, a baby-faced 17-year-old who looks like an angel and rides like the devil, has in the past three months become the darling of U. S. racing fans...
...between his teeth. On his 21st birthday he inherited his mother's stable. When he was 25, he bought a sizable interest in the venerable Pimlico race track outside Baltimore (of which he later became president). The same year he became the youngest member of The Jockey Club, the handful of oligarchs who govern U. S. horse racing. Last week Alfred Vanderbilt succeeded ailing 66-year-old Joseph E. Widener as head of New York's elegant $4,000,000 Belmont Park, founded in 1905 by Granduncle William K. Vanderbilt, William C. Whitney and August Belmont...
...straightaway course (Widener Chute) for wobbly-legged two-year-olds unaccustomed to maneuvering around turns, and its mile training track make it not only the most elaborate racing plant in the U. S. but also ideally suited for classic distance races like the Belmont Stakes (1½ miles), Jockey Club Gold Cup (2 miles), Lawrence Realization (if miles). But, because of its vastness, Belmont has long been unpopular with grandstand spectators, who rarely see anything but the stretch run of the shorter-races. Even Turf & Field Club patrons, who have followed races through binoculars ever since they could hist...
Last week a car speeding from Cicero crashed into a telephone pole, its windows shattered by bullets, a bloody corpse at its wheel. The man was Edward J. O'Hare, president of the National Jockey Club, president of Sportsman's Park track (once owned by Capone). In Cicero they had not forgotten...
...first furlong Cravat was out of the running: it was Challedon and Kayak. Challedon went into the lead; halfway down the backstretch Kayak caught him, poked his brown nose farther & farther ahead as they streaked along against a backdrop of autumn foliage. As they rounded into the homestretch, Jockey Eddie Arcaro flipped his whip and Challedon began to run like a Halloween hooligan. He inched past Kayak and won going away, a half length in front at the wire...