By Hans Ebert
Sometimes you eat the bear, sometimes the bear eats you, sometimes, one monkey don’t stop no show, and then there are those special days when one extraordinary horse saves a country’s entire weekend of racing.
Yes, yes, spring is in the air in Australia, the Melbourne Spring Carnival is around the corner, and it’s great to see some very good equine talent make giant strides through their reappearances, but last Saturday, and when so many we know expected so much in the way of winning on the punt, only to have much crashing and burning around them, the one and only salvation was the win of Winx. Hallelujah.
How would one describe this win? Breathtaking? Not good enough. A sense of nationalistic pride? Definitely. But the win was more than a litany of superlatives. Yes, it was great for racing, but also much more which really can’t be put into words.