tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30525374.post7009939478853410414..comments2024-03-19T09:19:39.519+00:00Comments on Stable Life: JoyJohn Berryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266884652423059813noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30525374.post-61856276995546695112016-03-23T14:17:41.629+00:002016-03-23T14:17:41.629+00:00good win , good ride - nice to see a jockey who pu...good win , good ride - nice to see a jockey who put her stick down when the race was won senior jockeys take note , super consistent horse all should be very happy <br />my only negative thought (and this is probably aimed at the rest of the field) was that she looked to be the only horse who truly stayed the trip - however that may suggest she will get 1m 6f or further in the future and become another JB super stayer - wasn't there a race you used to target at around this sort of trip at Redcar or somewhere similar neil kearnshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16361742060525511366noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30525374.post-79616711162663831972016-03-23T05:47:04.208+00:002016-03-23T05:47:04.208+00:00I was so pleased with Indiras win and mightily imp...I was so pleased with Indiras win and mightily impressed with Josephine, whom I knew little of,and had to check to see if it was J.Egan !!<br />The photo of them crossing the line demonstrated the classic jockey position: wonderful.<br />She did win ( as chappers would say) on the snaff, but a 4lb hike was a tad harsh and somewhat frustrating given her past hard luck stories. Hey ho....trials and trib's etc....<br />After a lengthy dry spell of winners I always felt for the trainer,because they interact with the horse on a almost hourly basis,have the daily grind in all weathers of the actual training , ( although it's a labour of love) transport the animal to far flung destinations and sit for hours pondering the calendar trying to place the horse for best effect. Unfortunately, the overwhelming odds suggest that it won't win; worse still, for some unknown reason runs a poor race. So, the slightly shame faced trainer returns to the owner/owners with said beast and has to try to explain the bloody unexplainable, sometimes to the ignorant ( in the broader sense) who look po faced , shuffle their feet and look away. That was the time I felt I wanted to put an understanding arm around the poor bugger and buy him a consalutory drink!, only I couldn't, because more often than not he was driving back, no doubt riven with a feeling of helplessness and in fact could he train a dog.<br />So, when, on the occasions things fall into place and you return to your owner full of pride and with an injection of self esteem, it is a joyous moment and the feeling must be intoxicating....otherwise, why would you do it????<br />Congratulations John and BH team!David J Winter.https://www.blogger.com/profile/11475841930227369913noreply@blogger.com