Post by Rendezvous on Jun 21, 2016 15:21:04 GMT -5
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In all honesty, KC Racing had closed up shop in the horse buying department for the rest of the year. KCRS prides itself on maintaining a small number of active racers at any given time for the sole reason of being able to give each and every racer as much attention as possible. So it's safe to say that KC Racing was content with having four horses in its juvenile string and five in it's classic string, giving a total of nine horses. Alas, that would soon level off to ten before the month of June had even gotten in good. This is actually the second of two transactions that occurred this month. This was centers around KC Racing's very own Key West.
The 2 year old colt had a hard time adjusting with the training regime of KC Racing and would always be far from even a near miss when he managed to cross the finish lines. The colt could be thought as rather complicated, but he was extremely easy to handle. We caught wind of a 2 year old colt owned by Ripley Marsh of Battle Brook Stable, the colt Roussong. The colt had just gone on a month long break from racing, but what really caught out eye was his bloodlines. Roussong is a grandson of Night Stalker, a highly successful stallion on the tracks and in the breeding barn. Ripley Marsh wished to have Key West due to her previously owning the colt's sire. Needless to say, it was an easy trade.
The other horse wasn't the result of the trade but an actual transaction. It was a four year old filly with fresh lines and eight first place wins under her belt. John couldn't be upset with a couple of horses who were money earners, right?
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ROUSSONG (pictured) & SILENT HEART
In all honesty, KC Racing had closed up shop in the horse buying department for the rest of the year. KCRS prides itself on maintaining a small number of active racers at any given time for the sole reason of being able to give each and every racer as much attention as possible. So it's safe to say that KC Racing was content with having four horses in its juvenile string and five in it's classic string, giving a total of nine horses. Alas, that would soon level off to ten before the month of June had even gotten in good. This is actually the second of two transactions that occurred this month. This was centers around KC Racing's very own Key West.
The 2 year old colt had a hard time adjusting with the training regime of KC Racing and would always be far from even a near miss when he managed to cross the finish lines. The colt could be thought as rather complicated, but he was extremely easy to handle. We caught wind of a 2 year old colt owned by Ripley Marsh of Battle Brook Stable, the colt Roussong. The colt had just gone on a month long break from racing, but what really caught out eye was his bloodlines. Roussong is a grandson of Night Stalker, a highly successful stallion on the tracks and in the breeding barn. Ripley Marsh wished to have Key West due to her previously owning the colt's sire. Needless to say, it was an easy trade.
The other horse wasn't the result of the trade but an actual transaction. It was a four year old filly with fresh lines and eight first place wins under her belt. John couldn't be upset with a couple of horses who were money earners, right?
WELCOME
Kim hadn't bothered to discuss the trade with Battlebrook Stable to trainer John Murchison, he'd only flip out knowing that he'd have yet another horse to study just when he thought he had gotten into a nice, comfortable routine with all of the currently racing horses. "Oh, I'm sure he'll be fine." Kim thought to herself as she drove the truck up onto the gravel with a trailer in tow. The trailer rocked side to side as the colt inside kicked out and pulled against the tie wishing to be out and about. The colt wasn't alone, of course, Kim had done a double pick up that day. She had driven to get Roussong, and picked up the older filly Silent Heart on the way back home.
The two horses were polar opposites, Roussong was a ball of energy while Silent Heart acting completely like a lady, a total anti-thoroughbred. Kim hopped out of the truck and bounded with excitement towards the back of the trailer, gesturing for a pair of stablehands to help with the horses. John had already caught wind of the ordeal and didn't look happy about it. "So, I sold Key West." Kim spoke casually as she came up to stand next to the trainer. The head trainer could only express a sigh, "For?" He asked, already knowing that a monetary value hadn't been involved. "Remember that colt we saw at the Jack Prince Juvenile?" The stable owner explained, describing the dark bay colt.
"You're talking about that hyped up horse? The one who kicked up his heels whenever given the chance?" When he put it that way, it sounded bad. "Oh he's just excitable! He's a grandson of Night Stalker, and you've seen Silverianna's race records! He's on a month long break from racing and we should probably stick with that, but he's great. Lead out Roussong, Tom!" Kim called and a couple of kicks against the side of the trailer could be heard before the stablehand finally managed to lead the colt off the trailer.
The dark bay colt nickered long and loud as soon as he saw the rolling grassy fields and smelled other horses before pulling abruptly against his lead. John only pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head, "Put him in Key West's old stall." With a wave of his hand the stablehand walked the rearing colt towards the barn.
Shuffling could still be heard from the trailer and John could only stare at Kim. "Oh. I also got a horse from Firestone Racing, a four year old filly. She won't clash with any of the other horse's schedules because she's already a Grade Three! She won the Something Original Cup as a G5, and she's a dual preference horse. Not to mention she's got amazing conformation and will eventually be an excellent asset in the breeding barn later on." The bay filly with the wide blaze was led off the trailer and she was quiet about doing it, keeping a nice distance away from her handler, but didn't pull or balk or anything. Kim looked to John waiting for his reaction, a response that would say that she didn't do bad after all. "I'll see how they run tomorrow morning." Kim threw a balled fist up in the air in excitement, she knew she'd win the salty old trainer over yet again.
A flutter of hooves thudding against the pavement could be heard as one of the hands let out a prancing dark bay colt. Trainer John Murchison had to look back to see what all of the commotion was as the 2 year old kicked up his heels alongside his handler, pulling at the lead as he practically dragged the poor boy towards the dirt track. "You know, I would ask was this horse raised up in a barn, but I already know the answer to that." John remarked as he cut his eyes over towards Kim who was sitting atop the rail looking as though she had won the lottery. "Don't judge a horse by how he dances, John." She teased as she watched Key West's former jockey, Andy Hobbs, was helped up onto the colt, although it was quickly made apparent that he was made nervous by the colt's frequent prancing.
The colt tossed his head and side stepped as the jockey gathered the reins in order to pull the lithe colt back, "Actually Andy, walk him just on the complete outside of the track. Let him sight see a bit, we'll get Silent Heart out here and he can watch how a mature lady handles herself." Andy's hands were shaking as he nodded before pulling the colt away from the track and nudging him to a walk which the colt responded to with a trot. "Lovely pair those two." Kim smiled before she looked over and saw that Samson had already gotten the 4 year old filly ready and was prepared to take her for a workout.
John didn't utter a word as the jockey moved the filly onto the track, when the jockey brought the filly to an anxious halt, John signaled for the pair to go with a raise of his hand. It didn't take much to get the filly moving at a fast speed right from the get go, allowing herself to thunder down the track with easy. Around this time, Andy had returned with an amped up Roussong to which John nodded to the track. "See what he does." John was just that kind of trainer.
Andy pushed the colt onto the track and let him move into a run. The trainer never tried to interfere to much with a horse's natural way of running, if something suited the horse he would just condition the jockey to fit into that horse's hidden agenda. He strongly believed that if you just tried to force the horse into your own way of running things, you'd just ask for a fight. This way seemed to work for Roussong as the colt surged forward happy that he could finally stretch out his legs and be able to run, to show people what he could do.
Roussong wasn't some horse to be ponied about, he had energy, he had needs. Needs that could only be satisfied by running. Silent Heart breezed down the track happy to be in the lead and unchallenged. She didn't need much encouragement to maintain that position as it was right where she wanted to be. Alas, Roussong was gradually closing in on the older filly, inch by inch he was moving closer and closer to the filly.
Nostrils flaring, ears pricked and eyes wild the dark bay colt eased passed Silent Heart much to her annoyance. A challenge! How dare this little upstart! The filly snorted through her nose and pulled forward to which her jockey leaned forward in the saddle inviting her to speed up down the stretch. Roussong wasn't having it, he was here in the lead now and he wasn't going to give it back. The colt pushed forward and his jockey pulled him to the side just in front of Silent Heart, blocking her path as the colt stretched out his legs and crossed back towards the starting position.
An excitable Roussong kicked up his heels in excitement having depleted some of his energy for the day. "Crazy horse." Samson spoke as he held on to prevent himself from being bucked off before patting the colt's sweaty neck. The bay filly hadn't been too far behind the colt and cantered just past him before being turned back around by the jockey. The filly looked heavily bothered by the loss, good thing horses couldn't hold grudges right?
The two horses were polar opposites, Roussong was a ball of energy while Silent Heart acting completely like a lady, a total anti-thoroughbred. Kim hopped out of the truck and bounded with excitement towards the back of the trailer, gesturing for a pair of stablehands to help with the horses. John had already caught wind of the ordeal and didn't look happy about it. "So, I sold Key West." Kim spoke casually as she came up to stand next to the trainer. The head trainer could only express a sigh, "For?" He asked, already knowing that a monetary value hadn't been involved. "Remember that colt we saw at the Jack Prince Juvenile?" The stable owner explained, describing the dark bay colt.
"You're talking about that hyped up horse? The one who kicked up his heels whenever given the chance?" When he put it that way, it sounded bad. "Oh he's just excitable! He's a grandson of Night Stalker, and you've seen Silverianna's race records! He's on a month long break from racing and we should probably stick with that, but he's great. Lead out Roussong, Tom!" Kim called and a couple of kicks against the side of the trailer could be heard before the stablehand finally managed to lead the colt off the trailer.
The dark bay colt nickered long and loud as soon as he saw the rolling grassy fields and smelled other horses before pulling abruptly against his lead. John only pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head, "Put him in Key West's old stall." With a wave of his hand the stablehand walked the rearing colt towards the barn.
Shuffling could still be heard from the trailer and John could only stare at Kim. "Oh. I also got a horse from Firestone Racing, a four year old filly. She won't clash with any of the other horse's schedules because she's already a Grade Three! She won the Something Original Cup as a G5, and she's a dual preference horse. Not to mention she's got amazing conformation and will eventually be an excellent asset in the breeding barn later on." The bay filly with the wide blaze was led off the trailer and she was quiet about doing it, keeping a nice distance away from her handler, but didn't pull or balk or anything. Kim looked to John waiting for his reaction, a response that would say that she didn't do bad after all. "I'll see how they run tomorrow morning." Kim threw a balled fist up in the air in excitement, she knew she'd win the salty old trainer over yet again.
WORKOUT
A flutter of hooves thudding against the pavement could be heard as one of the hands let out a prancing dark bay colt. Trainer John Murchison had to look back to see what all of the commotion was as the 2 year old kicked up his heels alongside his handler, pulling at the lead as he practically dragged the poor boy towards the dirt track. "You know, I would ask was this horse raised up in a barn, but I already know the answer to that." John remarked as he cut his eyes over towards Kim who was sitting atop the rail looking as though she had won the lottery. "Don't judge a horse by how he dances, John." She teased as she watched Key West's former jockey, Andy Hobbs, was helped up onto the colt, although it was quickly made apparent that he was made nervous by the colt's frequent prancing.
The colt tossed his head and side stepped as the jockey gathered the reins in order to pull the lithe colt back, "Actually Andy, walk him just on the complete outside of the track. Let him sight see a bit, we'll get Silent Heart out here and he can watch how a mature lady handles herself." Andy's hands were shaking as he nodded before pulling the colt away from the track and nudging him to a walk which the colt responded to with a trot. "Lovely pair those two." Kim smiled before she looked over and saw that Samson had already gotten the 4 year old filly ready and was prepared to take her for a workout.
John didn't utter a word as the jockey moved the filly onto the track, when the jockey brought the filly to an anxious halt, John signaled for the pair to go with a raise of his hand. It didn't take much to get the filly moving at a fast speed right from the get go, allowing herself to thunder down the track with easy. Around this time, Andy had returned with an amped up Roussong to which John nodded to the track. "See what he does." John was just that kind of trainer.
Andy pushed the colt onto the track and let him move into a run. The trainer never tried to interfere to much with a horse's natural way of running, if something suited the horse he would just condition the jockey to fit into that horse's hidden agenda. He strongly believed that if you just tried to force the horse into your own way of running things, you'd just ask for a fight. This way seemed to work for Roussong as the colt surged forward happy that he could finally stretch out his legs and be able to run, to show people what he could do.
Roussong wasn't some horse to be ponied about, he had energy, he had needs. Needs that could only be satisfied by running. Silent Heart breezed down the track happy to be in the lead and unchallenged. She didn't need much encouragement to maintain that position as it was right where she wanted to be. Alas, Roussong was gradually closing in on the older filly, inch by inch he was moving closer and closer to the filly.
Nostrils flaring, ears pricked and eyes wild the dark bay colt eased passed Silent Heart much to her annoyance. A challenge! How dare this little upstart! The filly snorted through her nose and pulled forward to which her jockey leaned forward in the saddle inviting her to speed up down the stretch. Roussong wasn't having it, he was here in the lead now and he wasn't going to give it back. The colt pushed forward and his jockey pulled him to the side just in front of Silent Heart, blocking her path as the colt stretched out his legs and crossed back towards the starting position.
An excitable Roussong kicked up his heels in excitement having depleted some of his energy for the day. "Crazy horse." Samson spoke as he held on to prevent himself from being bucked off before patting the colt's sweaty neck. The bay filly hadn't been too far behind the colt and cantered just past him before being turned back around by the jockey. The filly looked heavily bothered by the loss, good thing horses couldn't hold grudges right?
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