fans, Johnnie Carrier here with today’s Old Time Radio Horse Racing Report.
With interest in racing as low as my mood in January, some folks are wondering
just what can be done to fix the problem, the problem of whinnying interest.
Let’s say it’s true. Let’s say that casual interest on a sporting level is
down, but why? What is the answer? Well sport fans, the answer is not at the
betting window. It has nothing to do with the race tracks themselves. The
answer cats and kittens, is at the earliest, three years away. That’s right, this sport needs is a megastar
to be born. A Man O’ War, Gallant Fox, Seabiscuit, or Secretariat is what will
electrically enhance the race game. Sport fans, we need a comet to burst on the
scene with a fiery mane and tail. A horse that explodes with speed, one that can
handle the pressure with a champion’s ease, a winner. That’s what will promote
this sport to the next level once again.
That’s right mom and dad, we need a horse who can work a crowd like
Secretariat, grow as big as Man O’ War, and become as popular with the kids as
We need a
majority owner of one who has the courage to run this equine of Zeus for a full
four or five year period. That’s right my fellow babies, we need the stars to
align, a super nova to burst from the bluegrass fields of Kentucky or the green
grass, rolling hills of Ireland. Horse
farms from New York to California, all are hoping they have that budding Savior
grazing in their picturesque white fenced pastures soon. Like Bonnie Tyler, racing needs a hero.
In the glory
times of sports, 1920 was more than the year my father was born. It was
the year that Babe Ruth saved baseball after the Black Sox scandal and Man O’
War charged up a bored racing community with his power, speed, and beautiful
red coat. No, I don’t have a red coat but I have thrown a shoe a or two.
They were not afraid to run the horses back
then. They called it a campaign. And once a generation, one horse comes along and sets the world on fire. My father talked of the ‘Biscuit
frequently and how in the Depression era, there was nothing bigger than a
Seabiscuit race on the radio. Can you imagine how fast the world would follow
the runnings of that special horse now? Why with the smart phones, the Internet
and other technologies, the racing business would explode with things like the barn
cam, so you could watch your hero while he chills in his stable.
if I were you, I would look towards the eastern sky for a sign. A signal suggesting
that a Savior has been born unto us. A championship quality horse that can win
the Triple Crown in the spring; survive a tough race in Saratoga or Del Mar during the summer
and impress the heck out of people with a huge win in the Classic in the
following fall. Yes kids, we need a Babe Ruth to come along and drag the rest
of the world with him. And that’s it from me sport fans, Johnnie Carrier with the Old Time
Radio Horse Racing Report.