Monday Musing: On Passing Kempton…


You’d better hurry. If you want to go to Kempton Park before the bulldozers move in as planned in 2021, there are only around 300 chances, writes Tony Stafford. If it’s jumping you want to see rather than all-weather, floodlit or otherwise, it’s somewhere around 45 meetings, based on the present fixture list.

It’s a funny thing about Kempton. While it’s going along in an untroubled, unspectacular manner, almost nobody loves it, but the minute its future is threatened, the over-my-dead-body brigade sharpen their metaphorical pencils.

Unless there are feet of snow or temperatures at around minus 5 Centigrade, meetings are rarely even threatened to be abandoned on the turf track, while during the now almost 11 years of its life as a Polytrack Flat circuit, it has become the venue for decent younger horses on the way up the ladder even if nobody is there to see them. Decent telly and bookmaker fodder nonetheless.

Now, though, the one-time Kempton Manor, first enclosed in the 13th Century and a racecourse since the 1870’s , is to be sold (the OMDB brigade notwithstanding) for housing. The overall 210-acre site is expected to realise around £100 million and initial plans are for 3,000 homes to be built.

Kempton’s owners, Jockey Club Racecourses, want to build, as replacement, an all-weather track at Newmarket as part of a £500 million group future investment. Unsurprisingly, the plans have brought extremes of opinion, with the OMDBs the more vociferous so far.

Anyone reading these notes will be aware that one of my main obsessions is with time. For instance, it has always intrigued me that if I project back the 87 years of age of my great-grandmother (who died when I was 11) before her birth in 1870, we’d get to 1783!

I first went to Kempton, on the old Hackney-based Fallowfield & Britten coach, picking up at Clapton Pond. The firm were actually taken over by George Ewer (Grey-Green Coaches) in 1952, but kept the old livery for a while. We certainly were regulars at the Easter meeting by the late 1950’s and the main recollection is crawling along in a great crocodile of coaches beside the retaining wall that goes all the way from the old Jubilee start 10 furlongs from home.

Another memory of those days is viewing from the stand at the top of the straight, a full three furlongs out and watching them flash by, then shaking my head when the end result was nothing like the order when they passed us.

That fixture featured both the 1,000 and 2,000 Guineas Trials, and one name that has stuck is that of the 1964 1,000 Trial winner, Gwen (maybe Jack Jarvis and Lord Rosebery), who beat subsequent 1,000 Guineas heroine, Pourparler, to my great delight. Winding back the near 60 years from my first visit there – we went to Newmarket in 1952! – you get to 1900. To think that 70 years from now it’ll be 2087.

It seems strange enough that there are two courses as close together as Kempton and Sandown Park, which is likely to be the main beneficiary of any Kempton closure as the expectation is for the King George VI Chase to be transferred there.

When you drive the seven miles from Kempton to Sandown, you pass within a short walk of another well-known track, the now defunct Hurst Park, which closed in 1962. Hurst Park was built on part of the old Hampton Court Racecourse (closed in the 1880’s) plus some extra land and staged the Victoria Cup, now at Ascot. I believe I saw the last running of that race, and for many years always told whoever would listen that I backed the winner, King of Saba. I did back it, but I found out recently it finished second.

The differences in the make-up of the two tracks – Kempton is Pancake flat, Sandown tight around the bends but stiff uphill at the finish – bother some observers who believe that the King George’s traditional nature will be lost.

A major bug-bear for me over the years has been the insistence, even among leading trainers, especially Nicky Henderson, Kempton’s major spokesperson, that Kempton is a notably sharp course. Non-stayers rarely win three-mile races there as they are usually truly-run, while the King George itself, with a high-class field and winter going is always a true stamina test.

I’ve had a lot of luck at Kempton, most notably with a horse called Tangognat. He lined up for his second start under Rod Simpson’s care for the three-year-old maiden on Easter Monday April 8 1985 after finishing third on debut in a Leicester claimer.

Starting 20-1 in a field of 10, he swept to the front two furlongs out and won by 20 lengths from Fire of Life, later winner of the Italian St Leger for Ian Balding. Four days later we went back to the track for a conditions race and won by 15 lengths, each time loving the rare (for Kempton) heavy going. After two flops on faster ground, he went on to win a couple of nice juvenile hurdles around Cheltenham before fast ground in the Triumph effectively ended his career.

In more recent times, Kempton has been a good winning venue for Ray Tooth’s horses, Fair Trade winning both over hurdles and in a jumpers’ bumper, in which now abandoned category, Cousin Khee was also successful. I can still picture Skeleton’s rocketing home, passing almost the entire field in the last furlong under Silvestre De Sousa while an always fond memory is of Lawyers Choice.

The late Pat Eddery trained this filly to win twice, at 16’s at Wolverhampton and then at 25-1 at Kempton in my first year on the Tooth team. She has since proved a diamond as dam of both Dutch Art Dealer and Dutch Law, the latter sold for 150k last autumn after a four-year-old campaign when he won £80,000 for his owner-breeder.

Dutch Art Dealer, now six, raced for the Paul Cole stable until changing hands for an almost unbelievable 3,000gns last backend. He had his first run for new trainer Ivan Furtado at Newcastle recently and bolted up off 80 and I reckon that even though 6lb higher, he can follow up back at Kempton tomorrow night.

I think of Chelmsford and Newmarket almost as my local tracks, but it is 45 miles to the old Essex Showground and 60 to HQ. Kempton, if I go the direct (thus traffic-strangling) route through Central London, is barely 20 miles away, and that was always the balancing factor as I strove to get there each night meeting a few years back when I was lucky enough to host the evening entertainment in the Panoramic Restaurant.

Kempton featured some talented performers in those days, along with excellent food and one of the regular and most admired singers had been a contemporary of Kate Winslet’s at stage school. She recalled the future star of Titanic was just “OK at singing and dancing, and a little better at acting”. Not much different from attitudes in racing among trainers and their relative abilities.

Those evenings were a highlight in my later incarnation. From those days, so many of the Kempton personnel have gone on to bigger and better things in Jockey Club Racecourses, notably Paul Fisher, who signed me up, and Amy Starkey, now the boss at Newmarket. Good luck to them. I’m sure they’ll shed a collective tear, like me, if and when their alma mater goes.

Monday Musing: Channel Hopping and Interrupted Airwaves

No Bank Holiday this week? Then I’d better crack on, writes Tony Stafford. There has been an unreal feel to the past fortnight, but everyone should be getting back to work, unless they travel on London Underground, that is, where I understand there’s a strike today; or Southern Railway, where there usually is.

One good friend, Prince Pippy, called yesterday for his tri-monthly catch-up and our chat touched on those travel difficulties which often prevent his sister’s managing to reach London from Brighton. Of more concern to him was the damaging stand-off between the Arena Racing Company (ARC) and several major bookmaking chains over the broadcasting of pictures from the 15 tracks they control – those of the original Arena Leisure group and Northern Racing tracks formerly owned by the late Sir Stanley Clarke.

William Hill, whose yearly results are due this morning when the City are anticipating the green shoots of recovery <nice cliché, Ed>, and Paddy Power are in the “in” corner, having agreed, along with a sizeable number of independents, to pay ARC for their pictures. Ladbrokes and Coral, their merged main rivals for supremacy, and Betfred, staunchly refuse to join them.

I didn’t plan to visit a betting shop later today, and if I did it would almost certainly be to a William Hill outlet as they have almost a monopoly around here. And, more critically, it’s possible to park for free nearby – a rarity in the London Borough of Hackney.

I’ve had a bit of an Internet look at the William Hill situation, whereby it appears they have been attempting to find a suitable successor to James Henderson, their last Chief Executive, who resigned last year apparently because of the “digital decline of its online verticals”. If, like me, you are still mystified, look it up on the net.

But to return to Pippy, as he suggested, Ladbrokes and their allies in this dispute will be unable to show action from any of the three fixtures from Doncaster, Lingfield and Wolverhampton, all ARC tracks. I first got wind of this last week, when another pal, Roger, called from Yarmouth asking if I was watching the racing at home.

I was, and then he said: “are they near the start?” “Where are you?” I replied. “In Ladbrokes, but there’s no pictures, can you give me a commentary?” Apparently someone had had a decent bet and was shocked that he couldn’t see what was happening. Needless to say, the horse lost. They always do when you can’t see it. And when you can.

According to Charlie Brooks, writing in the Daily Telegraph, Ladbrokes intend relaying an in-house commentary, without pictures, from an employee watching in an office at their HQ. There are also plans for the firm to offer their shop punters an app (getting the hang of this techno talk!) enabling them to get the pictures on their mobile phones.

As usual it’s all about price, as with the always-contentious Betting Levy which Sports Minister Tracey Crouch has recommended should be based at ten per cent of gross profits from both retail and online bookmakers in the Levy replacement scheme to be implemented by April 1.

The Sports Minister, born in Ashford, Kent, and an old girl of Folkestone School for Girls and the University of Hull, might sometimes rue the fact that her local course, Folkestone, also under the ARC banner, remains frustratingly closed. Could she not intervene?

The chat is mostly about televising of racing in these early days of 2017. The much-heralded hand-over of terrestrial free broadcasting of racing from Channel Four to ITV has brought varying degrees of approval, presumably on the grounds of previously-held opinions on the broadcasters that have found their way onto the “new” team.

I did switch over during Saturday’s racing from Sandown a couple of times, but remain more attuned to Racing UK. The one thing I found grating was the repeated screaming of Luke Harvey that Finian’s Oscar was “a champion” after his 32 Red Tolworth Novice Hurdle win, when runner-up Capitaine was brought to a complete standstill by a mistake at a crucial part of the race. The fact Capitaine recovered to take second, five lengths behind the admittedly easy winner, up the run-in makes Luke’s insistence somewhat questionable.

Harvey has history. On Attheraces he portrays himself basically as a buffoon. His tipping skills are negligible as is the blatantly off-the-cuff manner in which he has historically arrived at them on his two-man show with Jason Weaver. To his new audience, though, he is presented as an expert. Time will tell. One of the many critiques of the new team I’ve seen reckoned that, in their initial broadcast, four people seemed to be talking at the same time. That’s Luke.

It was with some surprise that I discovered that what goes for terrestrial television may not be what it seems. One pensioner – she must be old, she’s my age! – down in Cornwall is in an area which cannot receive ITV4, on which subsidiary channel most if not all the new team’s output will be restricted until the Cheltenham Festival.

Even though ITV4 is on Freeview, it is unavailable in certain outposts of the country, including where that particular pensioner lives. She’s a big fan of racing. If there’s a Ladbrokes anywhere near, she can go there today and listen to the commentaries, but she won’t see too much! <Or she could get the internet or use her phone, Ed>

It appears ITV is unlikely to get any better in recognising Jack Quinlan’s talents in the saddle than the other broadcasting outlets. After he rode an exemplary race to win on the Amy Murphy-trained Mercian Prince, coming late and strong up the final hill in a competitive handicap chase, trainer and her father Paul, the owner-breeder, along with the horse, got all the plaudits. Naturally he didn’t get a mention at all in the Racing Post the following day – what’s new?

We’ve had no action with the Raymond Tooth horses since well before Christmas, but the home-bred juveniles are now all but one – hang on a bit longer Mick Channon, he’s been gelded – with their intended trainers.

It was planned to have a runner at Wolverhampton on Friday, but Mick Quinn decided against running Circuit – hope he enjoyed Liverpool’s gallant draw with Plymouth yesterday. In the event, it was slightly irritating in that Camaradorie, the horse which finished third at 100-1 and should have won the race with any luck in running, was a place behind Circuit when Ray’s filly made her debut at Chelmsford.

Mick has one of the two-year-olds, a daughter of Mayson and the Dubawi mare Grass Green, but he was especially happy to take renewed charge of six-times-placed Stanhope, who returned from Shropshire having dropped two stones, but has rather more than that to shed after his grass-gorging break. The trainer and owner will be disappointed if he doesn’t get that first win on the board pretty soon.






Monday Musing: New Beginnings

You can take a horse to water, the saying goes, but you can’t make him drink, writes Tony Stafford. You can put racing back on ITV for the first time in 32 years, but if Racing UK and Attheraces start showing races before the new team’s 1 p.m. New Year’s Day opening time, you can’t make us switch over.

So my appreciation of the first offering from the totally “new” team of Ed Chamberlain, Luke Harvey and Sir A P McCoy can only be derived from other people’s appraisals. To think I missed both Luke and Matt Chapman! Now I’ll have to wait until the Festival to see them on ITV proper, as they’ll be on ITV4, while the main channel is apparently showing some compelling 32-year-old movies.

I was, though, able to see the arrival onto the Cheltenham scene of new trainer Samuel (as the racecard says) Drinkwater, at 26 the same age as his better known sporting namesake, Danny, the driving force behind Leicester City’s unlikely Premier League title in 2015-16.

Sam Drinkwater started out as a teenage amateur attached to the Nigel Twiston-Davies yard at a time when both Sam and Willy were at a similar stage in life. In eight seasons’ riding he managed 14 wins from 166 rides under Rules, of which 14 unsuccessful efforts for Nige were presented to him at a time when the trainer averaged around 600 runners per season. Hard to get in there!

He operated mainly in points and hunter chases and in the latter sphere collected three of his wins at Cheltenham, all for Fergal O’Brien. Bradley, 16-1, Dammam 14-1 and the 2-1 favourite Creevytennant were the Prestbury Park triumphant triumvirate from very limited rides for the O’Brien stable.

Sam’s been training pointers for a couple of years now and one of them, the now 15-year-old Working Title gave him an initial success when strolling home at Sedgefield on Boxing Day, having been backed from 20-1 overnight to 5’s, ridden by the trainer’s brother Joe, 20.

Joe Drinkwater had won nine points on the one-time Nicky Henderson horse – rated 142 as a young hurdler – between December 2013 and last March and now was in the plate as he took full advantage of the purely guess-mark of 99, which will no doubt be upgraded tomorrow.

Working Title won pretty much all his pointing starts, apart that is when the trainer stepped in twice, and more publicly and dramatically less successfully when Victoria Pendleton failed to get round on her two acquaintances with the old boy.

Victoria, of course, is another of the new ITV team, and I think she should be made aware that there will be plenty of people trying to get her to buy another “great prospect” or two for between the flags as she maintains her horsey obsession.

But Sam Drinkwater will always be remembered in that his first Cheltenham training success came with a 50-1 shot, recently recruited from the Twiston-Davies stable. He was multiple winner Tour Des Champs, who stayed on bravely to beat Doctor Harper and Tom Scudamore by a short head in the long-distance handicap chase.

Luck seems to stick with the same people and the signs are that young Sam is going to be a chosen one. But for the fact that his licence had not come through when entries for the Coral Welsh Grand National were made, his gelding would no doubt have been admiring Native River from behind as he soared to victory. Thus this target was selected instead.

There are 50-1 chances and then Sam Drinkwater 50-1’s. The local Gloucestershire Live issue of December 30 featured an article saying that while the family celebrated the trainer’s first winner, they were looking forward to Cheltenham and the stable debut of Tour Des Champs.

Sam is quoted as saying that: “Tour Des Champs is a big, stuffy horse, but he’s done twice as much work as our winner”. He goes on to say he trains in a yard with access to 1,000 acres with woods and lakes to keep the horses happy. He has 11 inmates with room for nine more. It won’t take him long to fill them up if he carries on like this.

Raymond Mould’s widow Caroline wanted to sell on a couple of her Twiston-Davies horses, but her daughter Katy suggested offering him to Sam rather than sell him at a sale. Seems like a great idea all round.

When you look in the BHA site, Sam Drinkwater’s only horse with an official rating is Tour Des Champs, the Working Title entry just missing the December 20 deadline. We’ll all be looking closely at anything else he runs, starting with Working Title again at Hereford on Wednesday. He would be carrying 12st5lb, including a 7lb penalty, but the trainer has until the morning to see whether to wait for the new mark.

Willy Twiston-Davies has, unlike his elder brother, been confining his talents to the Flat over the past five seasons, clocking up 189 wins, but the unequal task of keeping his weight down seems to have been lost. Before switching to the Flat aged 18, he’d ridden only eight jumps winners, including once on Tour des Champs.

Yesterday his recent return to jumping brought its first win, with Cogry from whom his previous regular rider, and Willie’s best friend, Ryan Hatch suffered a serious leg injury when falling in a chase over the course last month. Twiston-Davies senior sent him back over hurdles for a confidence boost, which will also have provided Willy with optimism for the immediate future.

With brother Sam fully occupied in his role as Paul Nicholls’ number one, Willy could well have a good few weeks until Hatch comes back.

Another with an optimistic slant on life after a New Year double was Lizzie Kelly, who said afterwards that the stable had been in a miserable phase, with them expecting the horses to run moderately when they did go to the track. So let’s hope for better luck for the very talented Lizzie and the Williams/Kelly family in 2017.

That wish goes out for all trainers, jockeys and owners, although as we know for most it’s an uphill battle. I just had to break off from this for a while for a call from a trainer friend, who can often come up with a witticism.

He was relating why he prefers not to use a particular jockey, whom he says he’s so laid back it’s as though he couldn’t care less. “Don’t get me wrong, he’s a lovely lad, but he just never follows instructions. He often comes back and says, ‘You know what, he’d have run much better if I’d have done what you told me!’”



Tony Stafford’s Extra Mince Pie…

So I ate an extra mince pie rather than keep to the schedule, writes Tony Stafford. If apologies are in order, then sorry, but I’m sure you had something better to do rather than read about horseracing, at least my sometimes oblique slant on it. It was probably also that I knew I would be having a bit of a rant.

A few hours’ sleep would mellow me a little, I thought, but all night long, visions of something I hadn’t fully believed at the time, intruded on some fitful slumber. It’s all too easy to criticise a jockey – in the country’s 8,809 (March 2016) betting shops, people who watch every day will show you how with a vengeance – but I rarely notice, which suggests they (jockeys) might be generally competent.

But once in a while a ride is so out of kilter with the norm that even my customary lethargy is disturbed. Such a ride was perpetrated at Kempton Park on Boxing Day by Daryl Jacob, and I’m sure that after Might Bite’s last-fence fall when as the Racing Post reported, he was 18 lengths clear, trainer Nicky Henderson and owners The Knot Again Partnership will have been looking for an explanation of the latter portion of the ride.

Lining up for the two and a half mile Grade 1 Kauto Star Novice Chase, Might Bite was rightly one of the leading contenders, having won four of his eight career starts over three seasons and one of his two novice chases, for each of which he’d started 2-1 on favourite.

Firstly on chase debut at Newbury in November he was rallying under Nico de Boinville, his hitherto regular partner, when a blunder at the last fence resulted in a half-length defeat. Then earlier this month at Doncaster, with Jacob replacing the injured de Boinville, he made all, was left clear at the tenth, hit two out and then allowed to coast home.

Yesterday, once again Might Bite was ridden prominently, and after some initial skirmishes, went clear readily from the fourth-last fence. By the straight it seemed only a fall would prevent connections from collecting the £40,000 first prize. At the second-last he was well clear, whereupon Jacob had a look round at his toiling rivals, but unlike at Doncaster, for some reason he decided to go for broke.

He could hardly have detected danger from behind, but he proceeded to administer three strong left-hand blows with the whip and as they stretched ever further clear, kept riding vigorously and hurled him at the final obstacle. I must say I fully expected the outcome, a heavy fall, and there has been nothing since to convince me that a more measured performance from two out would have given the team a more than adequate winning margin.

Had he got over the last, he’d have won by an official “distance”. Instead it was left to Royal Vacation, at 33-1, to collect the trophy and the accolades for the seemingly-blessed Colin Tizzard stable. While Henderson was in the process of enduring a most un-Henderson-like Kempton Boxing Day – he had two minor winners elsewhere – Tizzard was enjoying the benefits of unworldly stable riches. As he said later, once Thistlecrack – yes I’ve finally got round to him – was aimed at the King George and a clash with Cue Card, then he was looking around for “something for the novice” and the solid, dependable and now top-flight winner Royal Vacation fitted the bill.

You’ll read plenty about Thistlecrack elsewhere, and his exemplary performance in just his fourth chase, beating Cue Card and a rallying Silviniaco Conti – unwilling to adhere to his unflattering 20-1 odds - with great authority.

So he’s a general 5-4 shot for the Cheltenham Gold Cup with the likelihood of a second novice winner of the race in three runnings after a 41-year gap between Captain Christy, whose victory I’ve just reprised on the internet, remembering my winning bet, and Coneygree last year, who had previously run over fences only three times.

In that regard Thistlecrack will have an experience edge on his predecessor, and will also, at nine next week, be a year older than the Bradstock family horse was when he won the Gold Cup. Coneygree missed Kempton, having chased home Cue Card at Haydock last month, but could well be in attendance at Prestbury Park in March having missed the race in 2016.

There might not seem, at first sight, to be too many similarities in the breeding of these two outstanding stayers. Coneygree, winner of nine of his 12 career starts, is by the multiple Group 3 winning miler/10 furlong performer Karinga Bay. John Oaksey, looking for a mate for Coneygree’s mother Plaid Maid settled on Karinga Bay because he was a son of the Noble Lord’s favourite horse, Ardross.

By contrast, Thistlecrack is a son of Kayf Tara, twice winner of both the Gold Cup at Ascot and the Irish St Leger and the perennial champion jumps stallion based in the UK. He is now 22 and will stand for a private fee at Overbury Stud next year.

But then the plot thickens. Ardross, also a dual Gold Cup winner, appears in Thistlecrack’s pedigree, as the maternal grand sire and father of the Tizzard champion’s dam, Ardstown. So they both have pedigrees packed with stamina. If anything, Thistlecrack carries a double dose of staying power and with 13 wins in 18 starts so far, it looks as though he’s just getting going.

For his first ten outings, he was beaten, then won, five times in a row, explaining perhaps why in his eighth start, in the long distance novice hurdle at Aintree in April last year, he started 25-1. The margin of success might have been less than the eventual 13 lengths had the weakening Alpha Des Obeaux not fallen late on. Beaten next time in Ireland, he has since won nine in a row in his last 19 months’ action.

It is interesting to delve further into the respective abilities of the two broodmares. Both raced over fences – Ardstown exclusively, collecting three pointing wins for the Knipes, who bred Thistlecrack, and four over fences from 23 career starts.

Plaid Maid won once over hurdles, and like her counterpart, four times over fences under rules in 19 career outings. She was a year younger than Ardstown, and eerily the pair met on the racecourse at Newbury on March 24 2001 in a decent 12-runner field which also included the former Champion Hurdler, Collier Bay.

The then 10-year-old Ardstown had been confined to hunter chases in both 2000 and the early part of 2001, but trainer Venetia Williams, considering the lightly-made mare unsuited hefting big weights, found her a suitable race over the three-mile trip. She was 4lb wrong in the weights, meaning her official 107 rating was swollen to 111 for the race.

Plaid Maid was conceding 7lb and at the finish Ardstown and Norman Williamson had a six-length margin over her and A P McCoy. That equates to an almost identical level of ability for the pair. Ardstown never won again, whereas Plaid Maid had one more payday next time out, before they both went on to their real purpose in life – producing jump racing legends.

Monday Musings: Murphy’s Law Alright for Jack

Is it better to be a small fish in a big pond or the only fish swimming around a puddle? Few are better qualified to make that judgment than Jack Quinlan, possibly the only remaining authentic jump jockey in the surprisingly underused National Hunt location of Newmarket, writes Tony Stafford.

Home for thousands of choicely-bred and often highly-priced Flat racers, all but a handful of horses are kept to that discipline. The occasional jumper has the chance to use the excellent facilities of the Links, close to the centre of town where they are more than likely to share the parking areas with golfers, often jockeys, at the local club.

Until a couple of years ago Neil King’s team was the best equipped to win jumps prizes and Trevor Whelan took the lion’s share of his boss’s mounts. Now they are plying their trade in Wiltshire at a yard close to namesake but un-related Alan King at Barbury Castle.

Unsurprisingly, when Whelan was in town, he and Jack often found themselves in demand for schooling horses, but as son of former HQ trainer Noel, Jack’s lucky break came when John Ferguson began overseeing the training of some of the Godolphin overflow stayers over jumps up the road at Cowlinge in a property once owned by the Mintons.

At first it seemed to outsiders that Fergie would probably be playing at it, a sop by his employer Sheikh Mohammed to Ferguson’s original wish to be a trainer. He, like Simon Crisford, started out as a young assistant, in his case to Sir Michael Stoute until switching to his long-term role with the boys in blue.

Firstly as an amateur and then as a conditional, Jack got onto the Ferguson team riding nine winners in 2010-11 and a career best 27 the following year. But then, ironically he was a sufferer from the success of the Bloomfields project – the Godolphin jumpers run in that corporate entity – as increasingly the top jockeys were employed as the stakes rose.

Initially Denis O’Regan, then Tony McCoy and latterly Aidan Coleman got pretty much all the rides, but even those relative riches for HQ riders ebbed away early this year when John Ferguson reverted to a more central role as Godolphin’s supremo, closing down the jumping operation.

Many of the horses were either sold or transferred to Godolphin’s Flat-race handlers, so even the odd winner that Quinlan still got had disappeared by the start of this season. He’d collected 10, then 19, 16 and 18 in subsequent seasons but often must have thought he should have listened to the suggestions of many friends that maybe he should re-locate outside Newmarket.

The snag for young Master Quinlan – he’s still in his mid-20’s - is that he comes from a close-knit family, with two sisters and a younger brother all steeped in the business. Noel still retains his old contacts and does some trading and preparing horses while his mother Jo spent many years taking the kids to various shows around East Anglia and beyond and training the family’s point-to-pointers.

In mid-summer, Jack’s hopes revolved around some largely unexpected opportunities for Robin Dickin and that West Midlands trainer has supplied Jack three winners from 15 rides, usually when stable jockey Charlie Poste is otherwise engaged. But that, apart from his riding the dribs and drabs of jumpers from around 20 Flat-race operators in the town, seemed to be that. And then along came Amy.

Amy Murphy, that is, daughter of owner Paul, who had plenty of success with among others Charlie Longsdon. His mare Kalane once ran third to Annie Power at the Punchestown Festival but now is probably team leader for Ms Murphy at the stable she occupies in Michael Wigham’s Hamilton stables in the Hamilton Road.

That accident of location – Noel in also based there – meant Jack would be an obvious choice for picking up schooling duties in what is beginning to look like becoming a bit of a powerhouse.

Amy can’t be too slow. As recently as November 3 she went along to Tattersalls Ireland Ascot sale and for the princely sum of £3,500 came away with a dual winning five-year-old out of Gordon Elliott’s burgeoning yard.

I’d be surprised if Gordon’s even noticed he’s no longer there. A couple of weeks earlier he’d taken two runners to a four-horse claiming hurdle at Stratford and came away with a 1-2. The runner-up Tajseer was the better fancied and was claimed afterwards by an owner of Phil York’s for £5,000. The winner, maybe because nobody could get anywhere near to pronounce his name, was left alone after a two and a quarter length success under Gordon’s much-respected amateur, Lisa O’Neill.

Lisa was the highly-proficient rider of Wrath of Titans, the ill-fated Kerry National winner in the autumn from six Elliott runners. On the same day that Shan Dun na NGall won the claimer at Stratford, she was also successful on the heavily-backed Presenting Julio, owned and trained by Liam Lennon. Her only other UK ride this season brought an unlucky unseated from a David Pipe horse at Cheltenham’s Open meeting.

The Stratford victory encouraged the jumping handicappers to give Shan, you know the rest, a rating of 117. The Racing Post analysis suggested 110, his mark before race, would be testing enough, but Amy did not waste too much time in deciding his future.

Four weeks to the day since his purchase at Ascot, old Dunny was sent to Chelmsford for a 13 furlong Flat-race handicap, from what now looks a gift mark of 48, almost 70lb less than his jumps figure – so probably 25lb too little. Starting 16-1 and ridden by Lemos de Souza, a Brazilian like namesake of former champ Sylvestre, he bolted in.

The official reaction was to adjust him 4lb to 52, and last Saturday he made it two out of two for Amy, her partner Lemos (and owner Mr Melo) by running away from his opposition over two miles at Newcastle.

If it was a red-letter day for the couple, they couldn’t keep JQ out of it, as three hours previously at Doncaster, he’d steered Kalane to a 17-length win over the Doncaster fences – her first chase success and Jack’s second win for the trainer after ex-French Mercian Prince’s easy victory at Southwell in late November.

After a couple of months with a licence, Amy Murphy has already reached five wins, two from seven on the level and three from 14 in her main sphere of operation. I’ve never met the trainer or her father, but a good friend bumped into them at the stable recently and says there’s plenty to come from some classy, unexposed horses. Clearly this looks like a project that could come to fruition probably sooner than even Amy and her two “boys”, Lemos and Jack, could have believed possible. Maybe Newmarket’s jumping pond is going to get a little bigger!

Monday Musings: A Weekend Roundup

The Elliott bandwagon continued to roll with Apple's Jade usurping her former guv'nor, Willie Mullins

The Apple of Elliott's eye

I’ve promised not to stray far outside the confines of horse racing for these musings, but how can I talk about the two people that head up this week’s offering without a mention of Arsenal and Chelsea football clubs?, writes Tony Stafford.

The pair concerned are linked even more closely than my own emotional allegiance to the former. The first, Neal Wilkins, sadly died last week after a long, debilitating illness. The other, Alan Spence, was yesterday celebrating a fine win for Josses Hill in Huntingdon’s Peterborough Chase the day after Chelsea’s confirmation at the top of the Premier League.

Many in racing will have known Neal, with whom I worked for a couple of years at the Press Association where he was a typist, but one always destined for higher things. Later he was the public face of Victor Chandler as their on-course rep, always getting in his ante-post television quotes with the same alacrity as Mike Dillon for Ladbrokes.

As another contemporary, Geoff Lester, said in last week’s story that recorded his death in the Racing Post, “Neal was always first to the bar and last to go home”. He certainly enjoyed a glass of wine as well as he stoically endured what he, like many Arsenal fans, regarded as under-achievement by his team.

Alan Spence was once a director of Chelsea in the Ken Bates days and remains an honorary Vice President – often promoted to Chairman by Derek Thompson when his horses go to post. My boss Raymond Tooth’s Tommo handle is “the most expensive divorce lawyer in the country” – maybe I should ask him if that’s true?

During the Flat season, Spence’s horses, including a few shared with son Michael and friend Peter Hargreaves, won more than 20 races, with Profitable collecting the Group 1 King’s Stand Stakes for the Clive Cox stable. Profitable will not now appear in the Godolphin colours in next Sunday’s Longines Hong Kong Sprint after a deal was announced last week, but few horses will have better lived up to their name.

I met Neal Wilkins soon after a brief association at the Press Association with Claude Duval, whose recent retirement was accompanied by a bit of a shirty send-off in these parts. Claude had a fair old name to live up to – the 17th Century version is described as the “most gallant and courteous rogue” who earned his money robbing stagecoaches on the approach to London, in Holloway, between Highgate and Islington, in other words, outside the Emirates stadium.

While unable to resist the repetition of a one-time unflattering headline, I sent Duval off by ridiculing his final scoop, scoffing at the suggestion that Paul Hanagan was to lose his job with Sheikh Hamdan Al Maktoum. Well now he has, so hats off to the most courteous and dashing of journalists, whose retirement should be rather happier than his predecessor’s – he was hanged in Tyburn in 1670!

Alan Spence will have no more than four horses to jump in the winter – Soldier in Action will aim at the Triumph with Nicky - but obviously Josses Hill will be the focal point with possibilities of Cheltenham Festival success after placed efforts behind recently-deceased Vautour (Supreme) and Un de Sceaux (Arkle) in 2014 and the following year. He’ll want to avoid the latter, probably running in the Ryanair over 2m5f,  but just a cursory look at yesterday’s action at Fairyhouse shows just how strong the Mullins and Elliott teams will be next March.

Un de Sceaux showed a different side to his always-evident talent when forsaking the customary early lead under Ruby Walsh in Saturday’s Tingle Creek Chase at Sandown, leaving that role to Gary Moore’s speedy Ar Mad.

Once that horse’s exuberance had been pricked in his first run after a layoff, Un de Sceaux settled down for a battle with Sire de Grugy up the final hill and over the last, coming out narrowly on top. With Sprinter Sacre – on parade again – out of the equation, the pair will be among the major contenders for the Queen Mother Champion Chase. They may only be keeping the seat warm, though, for Altior. Nicky Henderson’s gelding remains a hotpot for the Arkle after a second workmanlike novice chase win in the Henry VIII Novice Chase. Altior beat Charbel by six lengths in a rare case of two Irish- and Flat-bred animals contesting a major jumps race.

There were still more than enough French imports on show on either side of the Irish Sea. Aintree’s two big chases, the Becher and Grand Sefton, over the National fences, went respectively to Vieux Lion Rouge and As de Mee, both French-breds. Vieux Lion Rouge, seventh in this year’s Aintree spectacular, came late and fast under Tom Scudamore to get the Becher on the line for the David Pipe team.

As de Mee, ridden by Sean Bowen for Paul Nicholls, is jointly owned by the Stewart family of Big Buck’s fame and Dame Judy Dench, who when work allows, likes an evening at Sandown. I’m sure the next time she goes to Esher, she’ll love the newly-enlarged and improved owners’ room, just in time for Peter Jensen’s takeover as Chairman.

The best story from Aintree though was the excellent first post-wind-op effort of Many Clouds who impressed in the Betfred-sponsored Listed Chase over 3m1f. He was well on top at the finish and the Oliver Sherwood-trained 2015 National winner will be the one to beat again next April.

In Ireland yesterday, the potential state of things to come where Willie Mullins is concerned was brutally revealed when Apple’s Jade, his wide-margin Aintree Juvenile Hurdle winner, now with Elliott, brought to an end the winning run of 2016 Mares’ Hurdle champion, Vroum Vroum Mag. In ten previous starts for Mullins, shared between hurdles and fences, Mag had been unbeaten, but Apple’s Jade showed great resilience to hold her off by a short head in the Hattons Grace Hurdle.

Other notable winners there were Landofhopeandglory, completing a hat-trick for Joseph O’Brien in the Juvenile Hurdle; and Airlie Beach, who made it seven out of seven for Mullins in the Royal Bond Hurdle, in which Ruby Walsh chose fourth-placed Penhill. Airlie Beach won once last year in a bumper. He made his hurdles debut in mid-July and less than five months later has made it six-in-a-row over jumps with this smart performance. Bapaume, second to Landofhopeandglory in the Juvenile Hurdle, looks one to follow.

Amanda Perrett is one of Alan Spence’s trainers and she supplied him with three 2016 successes with the handicapper Frozen Force. Amanda and husband Mark, a high-class and stylish jockey in his riding days, always enjoy the occasional foray over jumps and at Huntingdon they sent out the former Juddmonte-owned Glaring to win first time at 33-1.

Glaring’s 2016 campaign on the Flat since his 50,000gns acquisition from Prince Khalid Abdullah, a long-standing owner with the stable, was modest. But considering he started with a rating of 108 based on French placed form in Group company, dropping to 93, it seems hard to understand his price of 33-1 in a novice hurdle. Spencey was there and I bet he backed it: after all it was his weekend!

Monday Musings: Noteworthy Gallic Raiders

Thirty-six Mondays ago, I was thinking about giving Dan Skelton a call, writes Tony Stafford. At the time, Raymond Tooth had a couple of pretty ordinary jumpers in the yard and they were both being prepared for a return after a midwinter break. In the end I decided not to.

Later that afternoon I was looking through the results and noticed that he’d sent two horses totally unheralded to Enghien – his first runners as a trainer in France – and they had both won. A case of lightning striking twice, you might say. The fact that one, a three-year-old debutante called Mont Lachaud could start at almost 19-1 and win a €24k first prize by 14 lengths was extraordinary.

But then the more experienced Shelford, having his first run almost a year on from his fifth place in the 2015 County Hurdle at the Cheltenham Festival, also collected a big pot – in his case €28,800. To do so, and by 20 lengths at more than 14-1, defied belief.

A fiver double would have been nice – around £1,500 – but the fact that Dan, Harry and everyone at Lodge Farm could even countenance such a spectacularly successful raid, was the most impressive element to my mind. It ranks up there with Gordon Elliott’s first Grand National winner when he’d hardly even had a runner in his native Ireland. That was before dad Nick Skelton’s Rio gold medal, too.

Shelford might have been sent on to a second County Hurdle attempt carrying the penalty if he’d had the misfortune of being in a different yard, but instead he went back to Enghien 44 days later and won again, this time less extravagantly in terms of distance and odds, but with €40,800 in the bank. It came almost as a shock when in a third French foray, he and Harry Skelton were foiled by a nose at Auteuil in late June, €20,400 providing reasonable consolation.

Mont Lachaux has also undergone a return trip, again to Auteuil, where he met some of the better early domestic juveniles, finishing a close third in a well-contested affair.

Why, you ask, do I choose today to rehash all that rigmarole? Well, if you believe in lightning striking twice, twice, then go along to your local betting shop – or maybe Racing UK or Attheraces will be up to speed - and watch the 1.25 (local 2.25) and 2.25 (local 3.25) races from Enghien. I’ll be taking close attention at Newmarket sales.

Dan Skelton has sent back both March’s winners for today’s fixture. Their three aggregate victories all came on officially “very soft” ground. Today, they will encounter “collant a lourd” – holding to heavy, which should be right up their boulevard.

Each is aiming at a Grade 3 prize of €60k to the winner and runs again over the identical distance, just under two miles for the juvenile; two miles, three furlongs for Shelford. Expectations for the latter will not have been diminished by the excellent fettle of the stable’s other high-class hurdlers, North Hill Harvey collecting £56k in Cheltenham’s Greatwood Hurdle on Sunday last week and Ch’Tibello earning £61k in Haydock’s Betfair Price Rush Hurdle on Saturday.


Saturday’s big prize at Haydock, run on much heavier ground than might have been expected a couple of weeks back when trainers were crying out for rain, provided an ideal comeback opportunity for 2015 Cheltenham Gold Cup winner, Coneygree. Coincidentally, because of his helpful pacemaking under Richard Johnson, it brought an equally satisfactory third Betfair Chase success for the seemingly evergreen and ever-improving Cue Card for the unstoppable Tizzards.

While not quite in the Gordon Elliott or Willie Mullins situation of having multiple options for almost every major race, especially in Ireland, Colin Tizzard could have one impossible choice to make, almost in the “which is your favourite child” degree of difficulty.

Cue Card’s winning at Haydock means all he’ll need to do to qualify for the available £1 million bonus is to add Kempton’s King George VI Chase and the Cheltenham Gold Cup. As trainer’s son, Joe, said at Ascot on Saturday, “no one else can win it!” The snag is that if the bonus is still on come March, one of the bigger obstacles for Cue Card’s winning it is the stable’s own Thistlecrack, more likely to go there than challenge for a second World Hurdle, but possibly more likely to run in the RSA than either of those.

A few years back, one now defunct betting exchange formulated a similar bonus for three equivalent major hurdle races, the Fighting Fifth at Newcastle, the Christmas Hurdle at Kempton and the Champion Hurdle. Punjabi won the first of them – rerouted to Wetherby – but fell when looking the probable winner two out at Kempton. Had he stood up, his Champion Hurdle chance, when clearly less fancied than stablemate Binocular, might have been taken more seriously.

Of course, had he won at Kempton, would he then have gone on to Wincanton’s Kingwell Hurdle, when frankly he disappointed and possibly been less fit and prepared for the big day? When I saw Punjabi in his paddock in Shropshire the other week, he was still reminding us that it was he that won the big one almost eight years ago.

They don’t often come back, so it was great to see Sire De Grugy collect another big prize off top weight at Ascot. It was almost as though Gary Moore had whispered into his ear that Sprinter Sacre was out of the way, so maybe it was time for him to come to the fore again.

Cue Card, Sire De Grugy and to a lesser extent Coneygree, served notice last weekend that the enthusiasts who follow jumping in preference to the comparatively ephemeral Flat racing code of the sport, have more familiar names to latch on to every winter than their counterparts.

All three senior pros, interestingly, are with connections and indeed stables not totally in the top bracket, although Gary Moore could hardly have more influence on the sport than through his family with Ryan, Jamie, Josh and their media-involved sister Hayley, while Tizzard is rapidly moving towards the top six jumping stables in the UK, helped by some new bigger investors.

Some of the big Irish cards are worth watching, often on Sundays, but with smallish fields at Punchestown yesterday when there were three Gigginstown horses in each of the first two Graded races (five and then six runners) and three more for Mullins in the five-runner Grade 1 Morgiana Hurdle, it’s sometimes hard to match the enthusiasm of the Attheraces presenters. Yesterday’s fog at the track which blotted out much of the action, didn’t help the entertainment value either.

Meanwhile at Cork, the other Irish meeting yesterday, the weather was contrastingly lovely but everyone else had to scrap for the left-overs with fields of 24, 15, 14, 12 and 18 lining up for the first five events. If they think it is hard now competing against Mullins, Elliott, Meade and the rest, imagine how tough it will become when Joseph Patrick O’Brien fully gets his feet under the jumping table.

Monday Musings: The Globetrotters

When I reluctantly trudged into the office even earlier than usual this morning – clocks-back sleep lag – my idea of the lead topic was the victory first time out of the Sam Sangster-owned Giovanni Battistta (John the Baptist to you) at Newmarket on Friday.

The son of Clodovil – probably named after the Brazilian fashion designer, then television presenter and politician – showed great raw talent in outpointing a well-backed Godolphin newcomer with the rest five lengths and more away.

Where was Sam? He was admirably taking his mum to lunch in London and smiling away while he did, at the anticipation of all those bids from Hong Kong. He’s truly his father’s son.

But I’ll leave Sam with his picture of HK dollars, especially with a devalued pound, and reflect once again on the Cesarewitch, the form of which is working out amazingly well. Did you notice that Star Rider, eighth at Newmarket three weeks earlier, came back there on Friday and easily won the two-mile handicap by four lengths at 9-2 for Sweet Selection’s trainer Hughie Morrison?

On Saturday it was the turn of Tony Martin’s Golden Spear, a fast-finishing fifth at HQ who went on to win the ultra-competitive Leopardstown October Handicap, also two miles, at 7-1. The same day Ian Williams’ Blue Rambler, sixth in the Cesarewitch, easily won a handicap hurdle at Wetherby after being well backed into 11-8 favouritism to do so.

Martin will be supplying one of the best-fancied European challengers for tomorrow morning’s lavishly-endowed Emirates Melbourne Cup. His Heartbreak City, four-length winner of the Ebor back in August and, typically for the trainer, unraced since, receives 7lb from joint-top weight Big Orange and must be a big threat.

Among his closest victims that August afternoon were Shrewd, Martin stablemate Quick Jack (a big winner since at Leopardstown), Oriental Fox (won at Pontefract) and Godolphin’s Oceanographer, who was seventh.

Oceanographer is one of three Charlie Appleby stayers to win in Australia in recent weeks. He has made the cut, in part thanks to a 3lb penalty for his victory in the Lexus Stakes over a mile and a half of the Cup course at Flemington. That was only his second run since the Ebor and followed hard on his effort ten days earlier in the Geelong Cup, third behind stable-companion Qewy, whose 2lb extra for that win also secured his Melbourne Cup slot.

Francis of Assisi meanwhile was victorious in the Bendigo Cup, but does not appear in the final 24. Wicklow Brave, whose trainer Willie Mullins was second last year with Max Dynamite, is here fresh from his Irish St Leger defeat of Order of St George and the Godolphin hordes are further bolstered by the Saeed bin Suroor pair, Beautiful Romance and Secret Number, the latter winner of the Doonside Cup at Ayr on his only start of the season.

So there’s plenty for John Ferguson and his son James, who has been holding the fort Down Under in the build-up to the race, to enthuse about. Ferguson senior’s promise to shake up Godolphin in his new role brought as much sceptical amusement as conviction from this quarter, but when you consider carefully what he’s done over the past few years, you have to admire his energy, enthusiasm and above all professionalism.

A year ago he was well into the early part of his last – few knew at the time – season training jumpers for Bloomfields (Godolphin’s winter wear).  While no Cheltenham Festival winner was forthcoming, many important wins were achieved and the objective of giving once decent stayers another career-stretching option was in large part fulfilled. Then, when Ferguson revealed early in the year a reverse strategy whereby some of the better jumpers would be sent to Charlie Appleby, the head-shaking resumed.

Yet those three Australian wins included two ex-Ferguson inmates, Qewy and Francis of Assisi and, while the latter cannot figure, victory for any of the five blue-clad runners would be a resounding triumph for Sheikh Mohammed’s right hand man.

Soon after the announcement of the change in direction, 46 Ferguson inmates were catalogued for the Tattersall’s Ireland sale at Cheltenham on April 24 and in a masterpiece of preparation, all 46 turned up at Cheltenham and every one found a new owner. No reserves; no fiddles and no complaints afterwards. They sold for sums between 95,000gns for the once-raced Wenyerreadyfreddie (bought by Fergie for 41,000 Euro two years earlier) and in a single case a paltry 800gns, but mostly in the 10,000-50,000 bracket.

Commissioned, bought by Nick Bradley for 65,000gns, won the Queen Alexandra Stakes for Gordon Elliott less than two months later, while most recently Ian Williams, who bought three from the dispersal, has won twice with London Prize, for whom he paid 70k, as well as Blue Rambler who cost 48,000gns.

Four days on from Melbourne, the ever-dwindling band of UK-trained runners at the Breeders’ Cup will be flexing their muscles against the home team. Naturally Aidan O’Brien is sending plenty and it is probable that Europe’s sole venture into the uneven playing field of the dirt track will be his Arc heroine Found, in a career-defining attempt at the Classic and its big prize. The also-engaged Highland Reel is the main Ballydoyle hope in the mile and a half Turf race.

Sir Michael Stoute’s excellent season gets a couple of late chances for further lustre, but outside the O’Brien challenge, bolstered by one for Joseph, and a couple of runners for David O’Meara, it’s slim pickings.

Trainers know that there’s no point in looking at the money on offer in preference to the likelihood of bringing any home. Simon Crisford and Ralph Beckett have one each in the Juvenile Turf, Hugo Palmer has two options, Turf Sprint and Turf Mile, for Home oOf The Brave while Charlie Hills and Henry Candy (Limato) also look to the Mile race.

Tattersall’s at Newmarket have concluded business on the autumn part of their sales season and there was excellent trade at last week’s Horses in Training auction over four days, despite the ever-irritating and seemingly ever-increasing number of withdrawals.

Much of the success of this sale is that it attracts so many overseas buyers. It always frustrates when a horse you want to buy is withdrawn. The list of withdrawals is kept meticulously up to date by Tatts, but many of these happen after a trip from afar has already been funded.

My boss Ray Tooth said goodbye to Dutch Law (150,000gns) and Harry Champion (31,000gns), nice money for two home-bred geldings who’d also each won races both last year and this. Hughie Morrison and Hugo Palmer both deserve hearty thanks for their excellent handling of their careers and we hope the horses will do well in the next phase of their active lives.

Ray also made an acquisition, going along with Steve Gilbey’s hunch about Eve Johnson Houghton’s Cape Cross four-year-old gelding, Starcrossed. We were pleased to get the 13 furlong Flat winner for just 10,000gns and he has joined Dan Skelton, who described him as: “a lovely, big sort who should enjoy jumping”. Hope he’s right.

Monday Musings: “Come off it, Fraud!”

Sorry if this appears half an hour or so later than usual. I’ve promised the editor not to dwell on interests outside racing, but as my 5 a.m. alarm coincided with the start of the crucial final day of the Test match in Chittagong, I had to tune in, writes Tony Stafford.

Twenty-two minutes later, Ben Stokes had taken the two wickets needed to beat Bangladesh and I could proceed to the keyboard. I wonder if Claude Duval had made a similarly early start, after all, he doesn’t need to worry about his job at the Sun any more.

Yes the self-styled Punter’s Pal has finally ended his 47-year tenure as that newspaper’s racing correspondent, a role he has held since day one of the country’s best-selling newspaper. Apart from the owner Rupert Murdoch he was the last man standing from the original staff roster.

Luck comes into it of course. Just as my own entry into writing about racing came about by a fluke – I was unhappy on my first local paper and in desperation phoned the Greyhound Express to see if they had a job. Unknown to me, they were advertising in that same day’s paper, and I duly got the post.

Almost three years on, in 1969, Claude Duval was working on his local newspaper in Crawley, Sussex, and as was the practise of young journalists in those days, attempted to supplement his paltry earnings with some Fleet Street part-time sub-editing.

By then I was Chief Reporter and Claude came in on the three-man subs desk alongside Alan Cameron and Harry Lloyd for busy evenings. Then with another large stroke of luck I got a job on the horseracing desk at the Press Association across the way at the bottom of Fleet Street.

After a couple of days there I decided to revisit the old place, and was greeted with a general “are you coming to gloat?” reaction from everyone. They’d just heard the paper was to close, but for three of them, deputy editor John Bathe, John Hardie and new-boy Claude, there were jobs beckoning on the new national daily.

Nobody could have predicted the soaraway nature of the Sun, with its Page Three and famed headlines like Gotcha! during the Falklands War and once Claude managed to get into the top racing spot, there was no stopping him.

In the early days, the phone would ring at 85 Fleet Street and a voice would ask: “Tony, what do you know about…?” But it wasn’t long before he was self-sufficient and 47 years later he was signing off with the suggestion that Paul Hanagan is going to be replaced by James Doyle as Hamdan Al Maktoum’s jockey.

Claude never worried that the facts might spoil a good story and as a Sussex 2nd XI cricketer for many years rarely bothered with Saturday racing, fair enough as the paper did not appear on Sundays in those days.

One afternoon when he was nominally on duty – either at Goodwood or Sandown – I’m not sure at which local venue, he called – no mobiles in those days – just to check all was well. The voice at the other end enquired where he was, and of course the answer was “in the press box”. “That’s funny,” he heard, “there’s a bomb scare and they’ve cleared the course!” No doubt he told them how many wickets he’d claimed with his off spin.

Another masterpiece was his “totally independent” prediction of the likely Grand National weights on the morning of their announcement in London. The Sun were sponsoring the race in those days, and blow me down if Claude didn’t get them almost entirely correct with a pound or two at most either way.

I suppose it was churlish for me in my own part-time extra job as editor of the Racehorse – I was still in my early days at the Daily Telegraph – to headline my piece in that weekly: “Come off it, Fraud!” but I couldn’t help myself.

Back in 1969, Lester Piggott was about to win his sixth in succession, and seventh of a total eleven, jockeys’ titles. Forty-seven years on, at Doncaster on Saturday, Piggott was part of the four-man Starship Partnership – the others are breeder Des Scott, Mrs John Magnier and Michael Tabor - which won the Racing Port Trophy with the William Haggas-trained Rivet.

Piggott won the race five times as a jockey, twice for the late Sir Henry Cecil, whose own ten wins in the race began with Approval in 1969. Henry took out his first licence earlier that year, and again, who could have predicted his amazing future success?

The Flat season’s end almost exactly coincides with Piggott’s birthday, and Guy Fawkes Day next week will be his 81st. Jockeys cannot take a ride until their 16th birthday nowadays, but Lester was 12 when The Chase gave him his first winner at Haydock in the summer of 1950.

Lester missed Doncaster on Saturday - maybe he was a guest at the wedding in Cap Ferrat of M V Magnier – but looked in good form when present at the Legends race there back at the St Leger meeting last month.

The irony of Rivet’s win is that it prevented Magnier, Tabor and Derrick Smith, along with the Niarchos family, in whose colours Yucatan ran, from recording yet another Aidan O’Brien-trained Group 1 winner.

Rivet and Andrea Atzeni – the latter winning the race for the fourth year in succession – stayed on too well for a one-paced Yucatan. Salouen, trained by Sylvester Kirk was a fast-finishing neck away third, just pipping Raheen House, a similar distance away in fourth.

For Raheen House that represented a massive improvement – 20lb in Racing Post Ratings – and fully justified Brian Meehan’s decision to run him. For owner Lew Day it has been quite a season as the only other horse he has in training is Cambridgeshire winner, Spark Plug. When he met Meehan, he said he wanted: “a horse that I wouldn’t be ashamed to tell my friends about”. The trainer certainly accommodated that wish and expects further improvement again from this imposing son of Sea The Stars next year.

Never having gone the pace in the finale under the latest champion, Jim Crowley, Dutch Law goes to the sales on Wednesday after a stellar year handled beautifully by Hughie Morrison. It will be a sad day if he finds a buyer and Ray Tooth will be there to watch. Sam Sangster’s Sirecam operation has made a video displaying his present well-being back in the stables, so if you want to look, log into the Tattersalls site. Come on Claude, here’s a proper horse on which you might like to spend your savings.


The Best Jean-Claude Since van Damme?

ASCOT 15-10-2016. The Queen Elizabeth Stakes. MINDING and Ryan Moore wins for trainer Aidan O'Brien from RIBCHESTER. Photo HEALY RACING.

MINDING and Ryan Moore wins for trainer Aidan O'Brien from RIBCHESTER.

What did you know about Jean-Claude Rouget: before Saturday, probably not a lot? Until this year I’m sure not too many were even aware of the 63-year-old Frenchman, especially in Ireland, writes Tony Stafford. Until September 10th and the Curragh end of Irish Champions weekend, according to the usually accurate Racing Post stats, he’d never had a runner in that country before Almanzor and Qemah pitched up.

Forays from his base in Pau, down in the southwest of France, were much more frequent to the US with his best horses and considering he’d been challenging and then passing Andre Fabre in recent years domestically, only sporadically had he ventured across the Channel.

He had his first English runner, Pinson, in 2005. Two years later, was busier, as Rouget collected the Champion Stakes with Literato, beating the Coolmore-owned Eagle Mountain in a photo-finish. That year the Danzig colt US Ranger, carrying the dark blue colours of the Coolmore team in partnership with his breeder Joe Allen of War Front fame, was seventh in Cockney Rebel’s 2000 Guineas and third in the Jersey at Royal Ascot.

Those same Racing Post statistics list 150 or so major wins, quite a few in the US and with many repeats. Yet in the seven seasons between Literato and last year when Ervedya won the Coronation Stakes, only 18 further Rouget runners and six places were recorded. Then, memorably each time at Ascot, France’s top trainer was to repeat earlier triumphs, with Qemah in the Coronation and Almanzor in the re-modelled Champion Stakes, from just five English runs.

I think he’s warming to us a bit though, even if when interviewed he’s still a bit more Yves Montand than Johnny G. He must be, why else would he still be looking at yearlings at Book 3 of last week’s Tattersall’s October Sale?

Then again, having 265 horses listed in Horses in Training for 2016 and having run a healthy proportion, 178 of them in France this year, he is as near in terms of home dominance as Aidan O’Brien has been as a Group 1 trainer all over Europe.

His horses have run in 622 races in France, for 157 wins and win and place money of Euro 6,523,465, bolstered by just over Euro 3million in owners’ premiums for French-breds. In comparison, O’Brien’s raids in France, with just 15 horses and 16 runs have brought two wins, seven places and Euro 5,142,970, with just some chump change (23k) in premiums – not many Galileo’s are French-bred!

Rouget’s day out in Ireland brought the equivalent of £547,059 – Almanzor winning the Irish Champion from Found and Minding, and Qemah was third in the Matron Stakes behind Alice Springs. Almanzor propelled him to £1,071,670, healthy enough, while Found’s second to the Rouget star and Minding’s superb display in the Mile, took their trainer to beyond £8million here.

We can add to that just the 98 O’Brien winners from 495 in his day job in Ireland and win and place earnings of £3,367,689, although with the weakness of the pound, we’d need to add a bit to that.

If Almanzor was the obvious star of the show, Minding’s versatility and class were the bright point of a slightly disappointing day for Ballydoyle, with Order of St George, back at staying trips and Seventh Heaven, in the fillies and mares race, both looking a little sluggish as they tried in vain to overcome modest starts.

In winning a seventh Group 1 race by the age of three, she shares that distinction with the great French filly Miesque, who went on to win three more races at the top level at four years of age in 1988. With records there to be beaten, Minding, whose 2016 winning programme of 1,000 Guineas, Oaks, Pretty Polly, Nassau and Champions Mile might have been even better without the bang she sustained to the head when leaving the stalls for the Irish 1,000, when beaten by Jet Setting – an unplaced 33-1 shot behind her on Saturday.

In the end Ribchester got to within half a length of her with a strong late effort, but there was never any prospect of her forfeiting the lead she took under Ryan Moore at the two furlong pole. Indeed had the race been over six furlongs, Minding would almost certainly have won it. An Oaks winner fast enough to sprint [against milers, Ed.], the mind boggles.

I spent most of Champions Day moaning about the fact that, as predicted here last week, Dutch Law didn’t get into the Balmoral Handicap. He needed two to come out by 1 p.m. on Friday and none did, hardly surprising as all 45 confirmations from the Monday, were declared to run.

Equally unsurprisingly, one did come out after that deadline, Instant Attraction’s defection making it totally annoying for the Saeed bin Suroor stable, their Silent Attack denied a run by a rule that should be changed. Why it is deemed impossible to allow changes until the 45 minute declaration time? The rules of that particular race – worth a handsome £155,000 to the winner – permit three reserves, so why can’t they be just that, on the premises in case of absentees.

It was good to see Jim Crowley and Josephine Gordon receive their well-earned awards for champion jockey and apprentice, but a little bird tells me that gentleman Jim might have a fight on his hands to retain the title, as someone quite close to agent Tony Hind has reportedly had a bit of a punt on Fran Berry for next year. He or she might well be working on charming the super-agent to concentrate on Ralph Beckett’s stable jockey.

It was less sensible that Godolphin, 131 wins and £4,681,091, should get the award for champion Flat owner. Most of the £8 million collected by O’Brien, comes from the Magnier, Tabor, Smith triumvirate, but for the table’s purposes, Smith, Magnier, Tabor is a different owner from Smith, Tabor, Magnier. One Smith part of the team also got into the £4 million plus bracket thanks to Minding and King George winner Highland Reel’s exploits, but then again if they had won it (under different rules) they’d have had to cut the trophy into thirds.

They’ve still got a fast-improving and relatively fresh Alice Springs, so dominant in the Sun Chariot, and Arc runner-up Highland Reel, among a good few more to go to war with at Santa Anita with an extra couple of weeks to recover from recent exploits.

Doncaster on Saturday could offer another obvious chance for such as Capri in the Racing Post Trophy, but I’ll be surprised if Raheen House passes up the attraction of that race after winning nicely at York for Brian Meehan and owner Lew Day.

I doubt if Lew will be there, but just as after the Cambridgeshire and Spark Plug, I’ll be offering my services as trophy collector, should this promising son of Sea the Stars step up. It will be even better if Dutch Law can take the finale as consolation for last week’s Balmoral frustration for Raymond Tooth.

Monday Musings: Champions and Sweet Selections


Churchill and Ryan Moore after winning The Dubai Dewhurst Stakes Newmarket 8.10.16 Photo HEALY RACING.

Churchill and Ryan Moore after winning The Dubai Dewhurst Stakes

Even before the metaphorical ink was dry and last week’s offering was on its way to you and the world via the mysterious ether, I was off and up the M11/A14/A1 to Pontefract, writes Tony Stafford.

This 4 a.m. lark doesn’t get any easier - <not impressed, Ed> - but after a short pause I was into a decent rhythm, making the track mid-meeting for the late running of the three-year-old mile and a half handicap featuring Harry Champion.

Two runs previously, five minutes after Dutch Law’s big win at Ascot, he’d looked a bit of a snail around seven furlongs of Kempton, nowhere near the sort of ability level Hugo Palmer and staff felt he had as a juvenile.

The big, almost desperate decision was taken to step him up, initially to ten furlongs at Redcar. After a sleepy, over-relaxed beginning there, he (as the comments said) plodded home in sixth, but more significantly, “it took until the end of the back straight to pull him up” according to jockey Marc Monaghan.

The obvious response was another extra quarter mile up the stiff Pontefract hill and Harry and Marc navigated it with flying colours, nabbing Mark Johnston’s pacemaking Kelvin Hall, to whom he conceded 10lb, less 3lb apprentice allowance, in the last five strides.

Hill, trip and softish ground all seemed not to bother this powerful gelding who previously had appeared a one-trick (all-weather) pony but not now. He’s in Tattersall’s Horses in Training sale and another winning effort back at Redcar (14 furlongs) on Friday, twice as far as Kempton, would either make him a target for jump trainers at Park Paddocks, or persuade Ray Tooth to retain him in the hopes of getting another Punjabi.

When that horse appeared at Tatts in October 2006, he’d run 14 times with three wins for Geraldine Rees, whose father Capt. Jimmy Wilson owned and bred him. The last of them came off 69 over a mile at Ayr, the longest distance he tried and at the sale he was rated 73. Harry has run 11 times for two wins, one last year, and I reckon in tomorrow’s new ratings he’ll be either 73 or 74.

Ten years on, why shouldn’t Ray think that particular type of Champion Hurdle-winning lightning could strike twice? Harry Champion appears sure to stay two miles over jumps. Cockney Rebel, his sire, has an excellent record with jumpers from an admittedly small sample, the ill-fated but talented duo Cockney Sparrow and Seedling leading the way.

So, Redcar it is, or is it? He’s the highest rated – 76, old rating of 70 plus 6lb penalty – of the 37 entered, unsurprisingly as this is a 0-75, but it’s not that straight-forward. Eighteen of them are three-year-olds, who even this late in the season have a 9lb weight-for-age allowance.

All through the late summer, trainers of older staying handicappers are routinely frustrated by the apparent leniency in weight terms for the younger brigade. The snag here though is that Redcar’s 14 furlongs can accommodate only 12 horses and even though there are very few races at longer distances to find around the country, Redcar sees fit not to divide, favouring sprints for that treatment, where 20 (therefore 40) can run.

Ten older horses have ratings above 67, so carry more weight than Harry. Five others are slap bang on 67, therefore equal with him. In those cases, a ballot is held at the BHA’s Weatherbys base before the confirmed list is published at noon the day after entries and sure enough, Harry came out bottom of the six.

I say sure enough advisedly. Mr Tooth has only two horses above two years old in action this autumn, the other being Dutch Law. Both at Ascot in the valuable Totesport race on Oct 1 and next Saturday’s Balmoral Handicap there, he shared (and shares) a critical borderline mark with other horses. From memory, I think it was three last time and there are four this week and he’s bottom of the draw every time.

Just as my conclusions about Galileo’s possible future eminence were more a function of arithmetic than equine knowledge – eight runners from his first bunch of three-year-olds on a single Royal Ascot afternoon – so my suspicions have to be aroused by an unlikely 71-1 treble, 3 x 4 x 6 to be bottom of the pile.

With only 12 getting in, there is actually a chance that a 0-75 race for three-year-olds and upwards could have none of 18 representatives of the younger group in the field, surely not the intention when the race was framed. Sir Mark Prescott could well be foiled of running any of his five candidates of that age, but my calculation is that Harry will be just about all right – never mind the others: sorry, Sir Mark.

His Cesarewitch favourite, St Michel, duly scraped into Saturday’s field, but faded late on as Sweet Selection probably surprised herself and maybe Hughie Morrison by living up to my lofty prediction on her behalf in the closing lines of last week’s offering.

I cannot believe that when people take facts like “17lb well in”, as she was on official handicap terms, they then fail to translate them to the distance of the race. A sprinter with a nominal 17lb in hand has approximately six lengths to work with. A slow start, gaps closing and progressive opponents could trim and even eradicate that advantage.

Over a distance like the two miles, two furlongs of the Cesarewitch, I reckon six lengths becomes more like 18, so it is much more probable that such a horse will take advantage. St Michel was almost as well favoured, as in the winner’s case, from the same Doncaster Cup form, but his tendency to hang was always a potential downside.

On Saturday I saw Malcolm Caine, owner with Gareth Bale’s agent Jonathan Barnett of Curbyourenthusiasm, who was sixth in the Doncaster Cup, almost four lengths behind fifth-placed Sweet Selection. Curb is rated 107, so actually it would have been quite in order for Sweet Selection to be awarded 108, especially as higher-rated Clever Cookie and Clondaw Warrior were further back. That would have placed her not level with top-weight Fun Mac on Saturday, but 4lb higher! She was indeed some certainty, but they still need the constitution to carry it off.

When you look back on what you’ve written over the years, there are always things you wish you hadn’t, and that goes for me, too. However, the person who started out the “Aidan O’Brien will be booted out of Ballydoyle in favour of up-and-coming David O’Meara” claptrap - was it last spring? - must be pleased with himself.

Maybe he’ll be writing, whoever and wherever he is, that the Coolmore partners were furious with O’Brien that he didn’t run a third horse in either the Fillies’ Mile, behind Rhododendron and Hydrangea, or the Dewhurst, Churchill and Lancaster Bomber, to equal the stable’s clean sweep of the Arc.

The part I liked the best about Newmarket on Saturday was that 66-1 shot and pacemaker Lancaster Bomber could collect a six-figure pay-out for "the lads", also helping Aidan past £7m in Britain this year. Colm O’Donoghue came back and said: “He’s improving”. You couldn’t write it.

Monday Musings: £23k per second

What, if anything, are your memories of Royal Ascot 2006? A slightly incongruous question seeing that it’s almost ten and a half years ago, but a few elements of the fixture are indelibly stamped on the admittedly-failing memory, writes Tony Stafford.

The first concerns Royal Hunt Cup day, the Wednesday, when the race winners included Soviet Song (in the recently instituted Windsor Forest Stakes), Ouija Board (Prince of Wales), and Red Evie, thrillingly with a late trademark run under Jamie Spencer in the Sandringham Handicap.

That was her fifth of seven successive victories for owner Terry Neill and the Michael Bell stable and a winning bet for your correspondent. Two days later, arriving early, I sat for some time with the late George Ward, getting around eventually to breeding. I suggested he should try to book any suitable mares as soon as possible for the following year to Derby winner Galileo as I was sure Coolmore would be putting up his covering fee.

George said that the in my mind bargain figure was still way beyond his reach for the type of mares he owned. After I finished my drink and left, I moved along the second floor of the main stand to Coolmore’s box. I knocked at the door and asked the attendant whether I could have a quick word with John Magnier.

I was told he was speaking to his daughter so could I wait a moment, and then was ushered in, through a packed throng of people just finishing lunch. I can picture exactly where we exchanged the few words, which after introductions were to the effect: “Hello John, I’m not sure you realise what you’ve got with Galileo. He has eight runners, all three-year-olds, on this card today, from his first crop. That must be almost a mathematical impossibility.” He probably did, but I felt I had to mention it.

None of the eight managed to win that day, although Red Rocks and Sixties Icon, second and third in the King Edward VII Stakes for Brian Meehan and Jeremy Noseda, and The Last Drop, 17th of 19 in the King George V Handicap, were to fill the first three places in the St Leger three months later, Sixties Icon turning the form around at York – Doncaster was closed that year.

Red Rocks, third at York, went on to win the Breeders’ Cup Turf that autumn. In all there were five sons of Galileo in that St Leger along with two more by his sire Sadler’s Wells, two by Montjeu and one each by Desert Prince and Lomitas. Of the eight, only one was in the care of O’Brien, but that soon changed, as did the stud fee, quadrupled from the €37,500 in 2006 to €150,000 the following year. The 2006 St Leger 1-2-3 obviously helped, but the dramatic acceleration was made inevitable by the subsequent unbeaten juvenile season of second-crop colt Teofilo who did not make his debut until the following month.

Returning to Red Evie, after a couple more wins the following year, she was offered at the December Sale, but was led out unsold at a million guineas. Coolmore later acquired her privately and whatever figure Terry Neill eventually secured, it was clearly a fair profit on the 58,000gns he paid for her as a yearling to Timmy Hyde’s Camas Park Stud. Since then Red Evie has been routinely covered by Galileo and her third produce turned out to be Found, long regarded by Ryan Moore as a potential champion.

Yesterday at Chantilly, Found confirmed that status with an emphatic triumph as she led home an extraordinary 1-2-3 for O’Brien and Galileo four-year-olds with fellow multiple Group 1 winners Highland Reel and Order of St George filling the places. Major owners often take plenty of criticism for their policy of prematurely packing star three-year-olds off to stud, but this trio and other predecessors like St Nicholas Abbey show this operation is much more selective.

When, as with The Gurkha this year, injury interrupts a stellar career, stud is the only option, but the riches available in the major international races mean more and more top animals will be staying in training at four and above. Multiple entries in big races is nothing new for O’Brien or the sire, but for once Galileo had fewer challengers for Europe’s showpiece than Dubawi, his great but now well-held rival, who was responsible for four.

I’ve been unsuccessful in my admittedly sparing attempts to find track records for Chantilly, but Found’s time of just inside 2min 24 sec seems fast as it’s a shade under 12 seconds per furlong. The Juliet Rose won the previous day’s Group 2 for Nicolas Clement in seven seconds more!
Earlier in the summer I pointed out here that Aidan O’Brien’s British exploits in the week between the King George (Highland Reel) and Goodwood’s Nassau Stakes (Minding) brought more prizemoney than any English trainer had earned for his patrons in the entire year.

Yesterday, the O’Brien Trifecta brought a total of £3.36m, again more than any English trainer has so far earned in the UK, none having yet broken the £3m barrier. For the Coolmore partners, this was representing a prizemoney return of more than £23,000 per second for the 2min23.61sec (more than five seconds faster than the Racing Post standard time).

O’Brien now has 18 Group or Grade 1 wins worldwide, with nine in the UK, three in France, five in Ireland and Deauville’s Belmont Derby win in the US. More seem certain to follow, starting possibly with Churchill in the Dewhurst next weekend; several obvious chances on Champions Day and the guarantee of a major challenge at the Breeders’ Cup in Santa Anita next month.

At the moment it’s at least £15million and counting and yet the trainer consistently attaches most of the credit to everyone at Ballydoyle and Coolmore, not least: “The owners, who send me such lovely horses to train.”

Only four of the seven other trainers who supplied Galileo colts (and one filly) that 2006 Royal Ascot day are still active, but I’m sure Messrs Meehan, Noseda, Channon and Weld must be wishing that Coolmore did not have quite such a stranglehold on the best of them.

I missed Newmarket on Saturday where Alice Springs (Galileo) made yet another step up the O’Brien in-house ratings with a fluent success in the Sun Chariot Stakes, instead favouring Ascot, where the highlight was Shalaa’s successful comeback after being off since winning last year’s Middle Park Stakes.

He’ll be back for the big sprint on Champions Day where John Gosden is equipped to clinch second place in the trainers’ title. We’ll be back there too for the Balmoral Handicap with Ray Tooth’s homebred, Dutch Law, despite his slightly disappointing close-up 11th in Saturday’s Totesport-sponsored handicap after looking a real contender two out.

Yesterday, Hughie Morrison reckoned: “Charlie <Bennett> got a little excited, but he’ll have to be more patient over a mile. Dutch Law looked great this morning and I’d love to run him. When do you get the chance to run for a share of £250,000?” In the case of Aidan and the team, Hughie, pretty much every day of the week. By the way, if Morrison’s Sweet Selection gets in the Cesarewitch on Saturday, I reckon she’s a handicap certainty.

Monday Musings: Sometimes it’s pre-ordained

Sometimes, you have to think it’s all pre-ordained. We behave as we do, in the most ethical way we can, but despite our best efforts, events seem to arrange themselves around us, writes Tony Stafford. For instance, one phone call in the early summer of 2013 from an occasional racing acquaintance has had lasting, and not unhappy consequences.

The caller was Ian Dalgleish, a regular at the track, who’d got to know many racing people over the years in his role working in catering at hotels in the West End of London.

The call went something like this. “Hello, Tone, I’ve got a friend who wants to buy a two-year-old. He isn’t an expert, and I think you should meet him.”

Meet him I did, in a watering hole in Sloane Street around the corner from the Sheikh Mohammed-owned Carlton Tower Hotel. A fit-looking, medium-sized man, he was a good few years older than me, but clearly well-preserved. He revealed he’d had a horse, El Libertador for several years, but wanted something better “to run at the good courses, where I wouldn’t be embarrassed to tell my friends about him”.

Considering this was well into the season and anything any good would normally have doting owners already with designs on Royal Ascot and the like, it might have made this mission impossible. But as (his) luck would have it, at the time I was firmly into my regular weekly visits to Manton. These started with the idea of monitoring the progress of Ray Tooth’s horses in Brian Meehan’s stable, but developed into something more formal.

Over a few years it became just about my favourite activity and I particularly enjoyed watching the cyclic development of one unlikely candidate over other more heralded horses as their gallops programmes intensified.

That spring I’d come to love a colt by Dylan Thomas, Kieren Fallon’s Arc winner who even Michael Tabor reckoned was probably lucky to avoid disqualification in the big race. Every week he did a little better. He was one of the previous autumn’s sales buys that hadn’t attracted an owner and after the call from Ian, I got a rough idea of what would be needed to secure him.

By the time of the meeting I had a price to tell the would-be purchaser and when he heard of the colt’s pedigree – his dam was a South African Group 1 winner called Kournikova, who was the only horse ever to beat that country’s champion filly Ipi Tombi - he wanted him.

That factor was probably the scintilla that secured the deal – eventually. Lew Day, a businessman whose wife runs their Raheen House Hotel in a location not far from Ballydoyle and Coolmore reckoned: “The mother is just as important as the sire.” I thought we were there but Lew takes his time and initially the price wasn’t quite right.

So moving on a few weeks, the horse got named - Spark Plug - and ran in the anonymous ownership of The Pony Club, making its debut at Bath under Jimmy Fortune. At that time, I was in the pre-parade for the 2013 St Leger in which Great Hall was running for Ray. He’d won at Newmarket and Haydock and Fallon thought he was sure to run a good race. As we waited, one of my pals, Steve Howard, who travelled to Doncaster with me, came up and said: “Spark Plug’s just won, easily and at 12-1 and we backed him!” I didn’t.

What did I say about pre-ordination? You can’t be in two places at once and I seem to remember he’d been about half those odds in the morning. Then Great Hall, looking a picture of health, came into the straight at Doncaster with a double-handful. At one time he was barely even-money in Betfair’s in-running market, but fell away to finish unplaced.

The following day, Mr Day called and said: “Can Spark Plug still be bought?” He could and Mr Day did indeed buy him, eventually. He seemed an ideal owner for a horse like this as he’d had around five years and four wins from 77 starts with a single horse, the 64-rated El Libertador, mainly with Eric Wheeler.

But Lew is careful and he revealed later he’d had everyone checked out, happily with Eric giving Brian a strong recommendation. When the horse won his first race in the new colours, impressively at Doncaster the following spring, a path was set which was to lead to Newmarket last Saturday. It involved a few false starts and, for both me and Jimmy Fortune, an element of fracture, in my case having my visits to Manton curtailed when the estate changed hands and for Jimmy, a period when he was replaced by Sean Levey.

I bumped into Brian before the race on Saturday and he said: “Come into the paddock, nobody’s here”. Spark Plug bolted up by two and a quarter lengths from 30 opponents, naturally at 12-1 under a great ride by the restored Fortune. This ended a 17-month losing sequence largely influenced by a heavy fall when contesting the finish of last year’s Royal Hunt Cup. Meehan said: “You’d better collect the trophy”.

When Lew Day first approached Ian aiming to buy a two-year-old, the idea was to publicise the hotel. Unfortunately Spark Plug had run before he could name him after the place, but now he has another horse, a son of Sea The Stars, whose two second places, both at Newbury, include the Hayes, Hanson and Clark Stakes. Brian Meehan thinks he’s one for the future.

So that call from Ian Dalgleish resulted in a small owner collecting almost £100k for winning one of the most coveted (and my favourite of all) handicaps in the Calendar. There’s an element of Dutch Law in the way Spark Plug accelerates at the end of his races. Hopefully the Law will get into the big race at Ascot on Saturday and have the chance to keep his end of the bargain.

And what happened to Great Hall? Also bought from Meehan after a stable visit when he took Ray Tooth’s and especially Steve Gilbey’s eye, he was sold in July 2014 for 140,000gns, to Carl Hinchey. He went to John Quinn and eventually to Kevin Frost in Wales before one of Mr Hinchey’s friends bought him privately (and much more cheaply) and sent him to Mick Quinn. His only success in the intervening two years came when winning a novice hurdle.

After a couple of runs at staying distances, Mick dropped him back to ten furlongs with an excellent second place at Yarmouth. Yesterday at Epsom, Great Hall had his first proper pay day for three years, winning £11,000 with a dominant display under Jim Crowley.

Mick trains a couple for Ray, notably Stanhope who deserves a win after tackling good company in five placed runs. He’ll get his chance next week, but Mick and wife Karen’s handling of what the presenters called the “Timeform squiggle horse” has been exemplary so far. As to the squiggle, you show me a horse that finishes well when the petrol runs out. Here he looked like a bit of a machine. By the way, Ray had a few quid on, as he usually does with his former favourites. Guess who didn’t?

Monday Musings: The Well Worn Road to Newmarket

Rowley MileWhat do you think of the idea of driverless cars? Why would anyone in government wish to develop such a concept, although to be fair my car will be almost in that mode as it spends most of the coming month travelling between East London and Newmarket for three consecutive weeks of racing, interspersed with sales and the odd gallops trip, writes Tony Stafford.

I hope to make it in time for first lot probably on the Al Bahathri tomorrow as Ray Tooth’s Betty Grable (Delegator – Danella) takes her latest step towards an October debut for Hugo Palmer.

Then it’s three consecutive days, Thursday to Saturday, on the Rowley Mile. HQ will actually race for the following two Saturdays, but I’ll miss the first of them for Ascot on October 1 as long as Dutch Law makes it into the Totesport Challenge Cup field.

There are pattern races in abundance on all three afternoons this week, culminating in three major juvenile races, the Group 1 Middle Park and Cheveley Park Stakes supplemented by the Group 2 Royal Lodge on Cambridgeshire Day.

For at least a couple of years the Champions weekend here mirrored Ireland’s example by running over two tracks on successive days. Newmarket raced on the Friday and Ascot on Saturday, and we had the absurd situation of the six-furlong Middle Park being run on the same card as the seven-furlong Dewhurst Stakes, the latter often the crucial event for identifying the year’s champion two-year-old.

Two years ago there were six runners in each on that mid-October Friday, but that changed in 2015 and again this year when the Dewhurst, happily re-situated two weeks after the Middle Park, could conceivably be the target for that race’s winner.

I’ve just had a look back at the 2015 triple of Group-race juvenile races which attracted a total of 21 runners. You’d think that between them, such races would have thrown up a plethora of big-race winners, but you would be wrong. The best of the three in heritage terms was the Cheveley Park Stakes, won in impressive fashion by Mark Johnston’s grey filly, Lumiere.

She came back to the July Course in the summer to win a Listed contest, but could not add to that success in three other starts, all in top grade. Of the remaining six fillies, Illuminate (second), did not win any of her four runs this year; third-placed Besharah was equally non-achieving in five appearances and fifth to eighth Bear Creek (unraced), Sunflower (three runs), Rebel Surge (eight) and Shadow Hunter (five) all failed to add to the tally.

The glaring (or rather glowing) exception was fourth-placed Alice Springs, who returned a couple of weeks later to win the now-discarded Tattersalls sales race for fillies which proved an easy touch for the Aidan O’Brien filly, who went through the ring in Book 1 in 2014.

Tatts now give £25k per Book 1 winner for its first victory, spreading the joy, although when you buy in Book 1 you probably don’t need it. Alice Springs so far out-achieved her Cheveley Park counterparts that she has collected two Group 1’s this year - the Falmouth at Newmarket and the Matron, the other day at Leopardstown - with total authority.

So, hardly overall the expected list of future achievements. What about the Royal Lodge? I used to love it at Ascot, where it was initiated a few months after me in 1946, starting at five furlongs but elongated to its present distance of a mile two years later.

Apart from 2005 when Ascot was closed and it was temporarily housed at Newmarket, it was a constant in Berkshire, but the attempted BHA shake-up of the top autumn races meant Frankel in 2010 was the last Ascot winner of the race.

We know what he did afterwards, and what he’s doing with equal distinction in the breeding shed, but what of the 2014 crop? Well, I can tell you that its winner, Foundation, promoted to Derby favouritism after seeing off Deauville in pleasing fashion, never made it to Derby Day, or even the winner’s enclosure in any of seven runs during this year.

Runner-up Deauville did turn out at Epsom after finishing second to Foundation’s third in the Dante, but looked a non-stayer in 11th behind Harzand. His last two starts were both in North America, winning that valuable pot at Belmont before another creditable effort in third in the Arlington Million. Only one of the remaining four runners did anything at all this year, fourth-placed Humphrey Bogart winning the now downgraded to Listed Lingfield Derby Trial for Richard Hannon and Chelsea Thoroughbreds.

He took his chance in the Derby and fifth place was a fine effort, but he was some way back in Deauville’s Belmont win and beaten twice more since. Muntazah, third, was nowhere in two 2016 starts, getting to the track once more than Cape The Faith and Sixth Sense, each unplaced on their only start.

If you think that was pretty average, have a look at the Middle Park, won with such authority by Shalaa for the John Gosden stable. Sadly, injury prevented his running again and the sextet that followed him home amassed the proud tally of one win from 24 outings. That came when Steady Pace collected a little race at Meydan in the winter but the Middle Park third was unsuccessful in three races returned to the UK.

Runner-up Buratino never approached the level of his busy, productive juvenile campaign, running five times for no reward and Ajaya (two), Rouleau (two), Venturous (five) and Madrinho, seven runs, did nothing to enhance the reputation of the respected event.

Trainers usually have to choose between the Middle Park and Newbury’s Mill Reef Stakes and the way Clive Cox’s Harry Angel ran away with that prize on Saturday suggests he’ll do very well next year. He has an excellent example to follow – Ribchester, a top Group 1 winning miler, was Harry Angel’s immediate predecessor.

I’ve been anxiously scanning the 75 entries for next weekend’s big Ascot handicap in which Dutch Law stands on 99, 13lb below probable top weight Speculative Bid, who is unraced in 2016. Several of those who ran in the Ayr Gold Cup and other races last week might bounce above him while others are set to drop below after poor runs.

We’ll know that part of it in the morning, but it seems like we need around seven not to stay in of those above us to make the top 18. Hughie Morrison, who’s in such excellent form, thinks we’ve got a chance if we survive the cut for the race, over the same distance as his latest impressive win on the track. Ray, Steve Gilbey and I all hope he’s right.

- Tony Stafford



Ray Far From Toothless With The Law

In February 2007, a series of bizarre coincidences led to my eventual unlikely association as advisor to the well-known divorce lawyer and racehorse owner, Raymond Tooth, writes Tony Stafford. Being selected as the intended victim of the then prevalent “gold ring” scam in St John’s Wood, near where I first played cricket at Lord’s just after my 16th birthday in 1962, was followed later that day with an introduction to the great man after his Punjabi had run his opponents ragged in the Adonis Hurdle.

For the initial connection I have my friend Peter Ashmore to thank. As usual on a Saturday I was being conveyed on the short run to Kempton Park, always one of my favourite tracks, as I was, temporarily, without a car.

The so-called gold ring must have had some credibility as members of the Ashmore family – we went en bloc – and later Derek Hatter, a regular racegoer I’d known over the years, had not entirely condemned its authenticity.

I’d cleared out my worldly goods – something approaching £3 in cash – to get the rather fierce-looking Middle European giant to leave me alone. He reluctantly let me go having been assured that there was no cashpoint in the Kingdom that could have stretched his return for something that eventually turned out to be worthless.

But Derek, and then after the race in the champagne for the winning owner’s room, another racing friend Broderick Munro-Wilson – The Drunken Duck or The Cad to you – spontaneously ignited the touch paper that within a month earned me a place in the Tooth Organisation, as Derek always referred to it.

That first year, Ray had Indian Ink and Punjabi with Messrs Hannon and Henderson to win big races, and David Elsworth also had a number of decent horses for Ray. Indian Ink’s six-length Coronation Stakes romp was the stuff of wonder for all of us and the well-being continued when she was sold at the end of the year to Hamdan Al Maktoum.

Two years later Punjabi won the Champion Hurdle and other top races and he was followed by the  bargain buy – sourced and brilliantly trained by Nicolas Clement – French Fifteen, who won five races as a juvenile in France including a Group 1 at Saint-Cloud.

By the time he was giving the Coolmore boys and Camelot some anxious moments before being beaten a neck in the 2,000 Guineas, he was in different ownership, once again proving the maxim that often the best deal is the first deal.

The switch to more serious breeding at the Kempsters’ Kinsale Farm in Shropshire was well under way at that point. Raymond had plenty of big winners long before my lucky adhesion to the team, notably the filly Sarcita, winner of the Portland at Doncaster and Ayr Gold Cup the following week in 1991. She produced some decent performers, including Snow Kid.

Sarcita’s descendants were initially the main element in the Tooth breeding programme, but then the filly Lawyer’s Choice, who won two races in my first year when trained by Pat Eddery, came into the equation. Her first two foals never made it to the track, but fortuitously a decision to mate her and an unraced home-bred mare, Nicoise, with Dutch Art, then at the start of his career at Cheveley Park stud, was to be significant.

Dutch Art’s first mating with Lawyer’s Choice produced a colt Ray sold for 42,000gns at Tatts Book 2. Re-sold as a breeze-up two-year-old he joined Paul Cole and, as Dutch Art Dealer, has been a nice handicapper for owner Richard Green.

The following year, his full-brother was condemned to Book 3, and a late decision was made to withdraw him, luckily, as he turned out to be Dutch Law.

I can honestly say that for all Raymond Tooth’s big-race wins since 2007, none has given me as much satisfaction as Dutch Law’s win in the £80,000 Albert Bartlett Handicap at Ascot on Saturday. This was the best win yet for a Tooth homebred and it came less than two months since he was being regarded as a serial under-achiever.

There are a number of unlikely statistics regarded this gelding. Although a winner at three on the July  Course at Newmarket, he’d often looked wayward and by the time he finished second (for the sixth time in 14 starts) under Pat Smullen at Ascot seven weeks ago, the frustration was clear, especially from his trainer.

After that race, Hughie was almost apoplectic. “It’s a waste of time,” he said. “This horse has so much speed. Very few horses have his ability, yet all he does is finish second and go up the handicap.”

Smullen’s assessment was less negative. “He feels like a Group horse when he’s in behind, but when he came to challenge, he decided before me he wasn’t going to win. You have to ride him like that – from behind – so you’re always a hostage to fortune, but I’d love to ride him again.”

Four runs later, the opportunity for Smullen to get back on again at Ascot last weekend was dashed when he was required for his boss Dermot Weld at Navan. When Smullen rode Dutch Law, he was the ninth different jockey in the saddle in the previous nine races.

Among them had been Morrison’s apprentice Charlie Bennett, who missed a winner for Johnny Portman in the boys’ race at Ascot in the spring, on Dutch Law’s return to action. Hughie understandably claimed him and Charlie ruefully watched Balmoral Castle skip clear by five lengths in a big field.

Charlie had to wait one more race for his chance, Oisin Murphy joining the Dutch Law riding clan as number ten with a last-gasp nose win back on the July Course. Oisin was elsewhere when the gelding returned to the same track for his next run and Charlie was in the saddle, conjuring a flying late run having been going nowhere fast a furlong out.

A slow pace back to a mile brought a less brilliant third, again at Newmarket, but having digested another of Smullen’s priceless thoughts – “he’ll be much better in a better race” – Hughie pointed him to Ascot.

The quietly confident Charlie came into the paddock looking calm beyond his experience. He said: “At the five pole I want to be pushing him. At the three, I want to be doing the same again and then at the furlong, we’ll be off!”

He did and they were, shooting past some high-class opponents so quickly that the first proper mention by the course commentator came when he was already in front, going, as Bennett related afterwards “faster than them sideways as they were going forward.”

Amazingly, for a Morrison horse, Dutch Law has run nine times this year in a 17-week spell, more than any other horse in the yard. Domestically he has won more than twice as much as any of the 50-odd horses Hughie has raced this year, but admittedly his earnings have been exceeded by dual French (Listed and Group) winner Nearly Caught. Racing Post Ratings have given him a higher mark for each successive 2016 race while Timeform were already into the 100’s before Saturday.

We’d like to go back to Ascot on October 1 and hopefully his regular rider, Corey Adamson, will be there – he missed Saturday. Hughie said: “Basically Corey trains him, telling me when he’s right and more importantly when he’s not”. Thanks Corey and the whole Morrison stable. It’s great to beat the big boys, but Ray’s been doing just that for years.