Post by Cruisey on Mar 20, 2015 12:12:14 GMT -5
INFERNO && TALIA SMITH
ARLEQUINN && DEVON BLACKTHORN
ARLEQUINN && DEVON BLACKTHORN
Inferno, Firestone Racing’s four year old underdog gelding, stood on the turf track, his nose facing the wire. Talia Smith sat upon his back and Carter leaned against the rail behind them. Beside the gelding stood five year old Arlequinn. Devon Blackthorn rode the bay stallion, who was prancing around the gray gelding in glee. He hadn’t been raced much due to the lack of grade three sprinting races, but that didn’t stop him from being on top form for whatever races occur. Fern threw his head and backed up as Airy leaped up onto all fours, expressing that he was feeling good. Devon settled the horse and Talia just smiled, patting Fern on the neck.
“Go four furlong, hard gallop. Now that spring’s coming, they have way too much energy.” Carter called from the rail and both jockeys nodded. Talia clucked to Fern and he responded instantly. He set off at an abrupt trot down the homestretch, with Airy following suit. They kept their horses close to the outside rail. They weren’t going to use the gates today, and the two jockeys looked over to each other before releasing a bit of their reins, kissing to their mounts, and tapping them with their heels. Both horses took off at a full charge, passing the wire for the first time.
Talia veered Fern to the rail and quickly let the horse find his stride. Airy fell comfortably behind the gray, wanting to run through Devon’s grip. The bay stallion threw his head going into the first turn, wanting to pick up speed, but Devon kept him in line behind the gelding. They moved around the turn with long, sweeping strides going at a high-paced gallop. As they exited the turn, Airy tried to increase speed, attempting to flatten out now that they were on straight track. Devon checked him quickly though and he tucked his head into his chest trying to restrain from the hold on his mouth. Talia still galloped confidently on Fern, who was feeling so much better than he had before his injury.
As they gained ground around the final turn, Talia let Fern have a tiny notch of rein bit by bit. He started to increase his speed, not giving a second glance to the horse behind him. Devon matched Talia’s movements, and veered Airy around to the outside of Fern before entering the final turn. They passed the quarter pole and both jockeys leaned forward over their horses’ withers and released all restraint they had on the boys. Each horse spread out their entire body and charged down the stretch. All the jockeys had to do was stay on their horse. Talia glanced behind her to find Airy quickly gaining ground on them. Suddenly, the gelding hit another gear and charged forwards with speed, leaving Devon and Airy to scramble behind them. Airy didn’t want to give up and Devon smacked him on the rump, to which Airy responded with a swish of his tail and accelerated.
When Talia looked back, she noticed a sudden bend in Fern and to her surprise they were entering the first turn again. Fern had managed to cross the wire a solid three lengths in front of his older counterpart. Talia’s eyes grew bright and she grinned, standing up in the irons. Fern slowed down significantly, allowing Airy to canter up beside them.
“Well, I definitely was not expecting that…” Devon admitted, scratching Airy’s drenched neck. The bay stallion put up a good fight, but they were going to have to work a bit more if they wanted to beat the champions.
“Go four furlong, hard gallop. Now that spring’s coming, they have way too much energy.” Carter called from the rail and both jockeys nodded. Talia clucked to Fern and he responded instantly. He set off at an abrupt trot down the homestretch, with Airy following suit. They kept their horses close to the outside rail. They weren’t going to use the gates today, and the two jockeys looked over to each other before releasing a bit of their reins, kissing to their mounts, and tapping them with their heels. Both horses took off at a full charge, passing the wire for the first time.
Talia veered Fern to the rail and quickly let the horse find his stride. Airy fell comfortably behind the gray, wanting to run through Devon’s grip. The bay stallion threw his head going into the first turn, wanting to pick up speed, but Devon kept him in line behind the gelding. They moved around the turn with long, sweeping strides going at a high-paced gallop. As they exited the turn, Airy tried to increase speed, attempting to flatten out now that they were on straight track. Devon checked him quickly though and he tucked his head into his chest trying to restrain from the hold on his mouth. Talia still galloped confidently on Fern, who was feeling so much better than he had before his injury.
As they gained ground around the final turn, Talia let Fern have a tiny notch of rein bit by bit. He started to increase his speed, not giving a second glance to the horse behind him. Devon matched Talia’s movements, and veered Airy around to the outside of Fern before entering the final turn. They passed the quarter pole and both jockeys leaned forward over their horses’ withers and released all restraint they had on the boys. Each horse spread out their entire body and charged down the stretch. All the jockeys had to do was stay on their horse. Talia glanced behind her to find Airy quickly gaining ground on them. Suddenly, the gelding hit another gear and charged forwards with speed, leaving Devon and Airy to scramble behind them. Airy didn’t want to give up and Devon smacked him on the rump, to which Airy responded with a swish of his tail and accelerated.
When Talia looked back, she noticed a sudden bend in Fern and to her surprise they were entering the first turn again. Fern had managed to cross the wire a solid three lengths in front of his older counterpart. Talia’s eyes grew bright and she grinned, standing up in the irons. Fern slowed down significantly, allowing Airy to canter up beside them.
“Well, I definitely was not expecting that…” Devon admitted, scratching Airy’s drenched neck. The bay stallion put up a good fight, but they were going to have to work a bit more if they wanted to beat the champions.
