Monday morning regroup. Rough weekend as Sherminator could not get involved at Aintree Friday and Include It fell at My Lady’s Manor Saturday. The former is explainable, just the wrong tactics. The latter is unexplainable, although plenty are trying. Distracted by a mistake made by a rival in front of him, difficult fence, on his forehand, father time…
Horses are OK. Jockeys are OK. Without another choice, we’ll count our blessings and look forward.
Forward to entries this morning. Grand National. Middleburg. Loudoun. A little bit of this and a little bit of that and, no, it’s not raining nor is there rain in the forecast. Anywhere, it seems. Really, the hardest part of the sport, factoring in firm ground when it comes to the decisions. Tricky.
I’m not the only one agonizing with decisions. Everyone is in the same boat. Beached on land, looking at the sky, oars swinging into thin air.
Include It grazes Sunday morning.
