Hokkaido Horse Racing Story

"How about it, do you want to eat?"

He waved the mint candy in front of the deer-haired horse.

Mejiro Sakuya pouted her upper lip slightly, and a thin transparent line drooped from the corner of her mouth.

"Come on, go on!"

Ogawa Katsu threw the mint candy into the deer-haired horse's mouth with a smile.

The next moment, Mejiro Sakuya shook her ears that were wet from the rain.

Sanbaiyan stared at Xuhe Sheng's pocket without hesitation.

"No, you can only take one at most."

Pushing away the deer-haired horse's head, the young man shook his head and said.

But in the end I fed it another one.

After returning to the stable, I did the usual post-race stretching and massage.

What's a little strange is that today, Mejiro Sakuya seems unwilling to cooperate.

Instead of forcing the seemingly uninterested deer-hair horse to stretch, the boy took out his cell phone after a brief consideration.

Soon, Kitano and Arashiyama arrived at the stable.

"Don't you want to stretch?"

Kitano first observed through the fence for a while.

In the stable, Mejiro Sakuya's limbs were slightly spread apart, with half of her body leaning against the wall.

"It's probably because the core muscles and limb muscles are too tired."

Pushing open the movable fence, Kitano poked his head into the stable.

The muscle tremors in the buttocks became more obvious.

Resistance to stretching is likely due to increased tenderness caused by extreme muscle fatigue.

Generally speaking, muscle soreness and minor strains will resolve quickly after rest.

It's not a big problem.

"Let's take another look."

After saying that, he took off his overly bulky windbreaker and walked into the stable.

After patting Mejiro Sakuya's neck to comfort her, he squatted down to check the condition of her legs.

Hoof wall temperature is normal.

Going further up, the temperature of the fetlock and tendon is also normal.

Kitano let out a sigh.

Fortunately it's not suspensory ligament inflammation.

"How about it?"

Outside the stable, Huangshan continued to pace restlessly.

Ogawa Katsuya cast a worried look at him.

"It's probably because my muscles are too tired."

Standing up, Kitano said in a deep voice.

The two people outside the stable breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"After the recuperation period is over, we will go to Baltimore as planned."

Picking up the windbreaker and shaking it, Kitano said.

It's just the degree of muscle fatigue, which is really a blessing in disguise.

"The operation is about to begin—"

All sorts of thoughts flashed through my mind.

"Regarding the breeding partner, Mr. Kitano, do you have any target in mind?"

The trainer asked.

"Breeding? It's too early anyway."

Kitano paused and looked at him in surprise.

Besides, isn’t this year’s breeding season almost over?

Next year, isn't that a bit too early?

Huangshan widened his eyes.

It turned out that he took it for granted.

Besides feeling ashamed, the trainer also felt faintly excited.

"For the second half of the year, how about focusing on recuperation and conditioning after surgery?"

Although the guys in the biomedical laboratory repeatedly assured him that the recovery period after surgery would not exceed four months, Kitano was still prepared to miss the entire second half of the year.

"no problem!"

The horse trainer nodded decisively, and even spoke a little louder.

Most of the important clay track events are concentrated in the last two months of the year.

They have plenty of time to prepare.

Even preparing directly for next year's season is also an option.

Several different routes slowly emerged in Huangshan's mind.

@Kitano: The overseas expedition of the Mejiro Sakuya has come to an end.

I would like to express my sincere gratitude to all the stakeholders who have cooperated and the fans who have supported us over the past five months.

This news disappointed many American horse fans.

Rarely has a Kentucky Derby winner so tidily abandoned the allure of the latter two crowns.

Of course, what they think is none of Kitano's concern.

Moreover, from the very beginning, the two final championships, the Priligy Stakes and the Belmont Stakes, were not in the camp's plan.

Even for strong racehorses, the intensive schedule of the Triple Crown is a big test.

What's more, Mejiro Sakuya's health condition is not even average.

Let’s leave the next American to achieve the triple crown to those who come after him.

In Churchill Gardens, the noise continues.

It was already quite late when we got back to the hotel.

Kitano yawned and took out his phone.

In the Google Maps restaurant list for this area, restaurants with a rating of four stars or above——

Mexican food.

With the exception of a taco shop called Taquería Santa Rosa, no other restaurant was willing to offer delivery at this time.

He had no choice but to place the order with some subtle emotions.

In addition to TACO, I also ordered the beef stew that was highly recommended by the review list.

Maybe it’s not spicy?

After waiting for a while, the takeaway finally arrived.

It was quickly handed over to him via the counter.

The amount of beef stew was a little beyond Kitano's expectations.

It seems pretty good.

Thinking of this, he opened the lid of the takeaway.

The slightly sour aroma rising up hits your nose.

In the ocean of dark brown soup, you can glimpse a lot of stewed and chopped meat chunks.

Although it doesn't look good, the smell can easily whet your appetite.

The beef is so well-cooked that it falls apart at the touch of a fork.

Kitano put a small piece of beef and carrot into his mouth at the same time.

The next moment, a noticeable burning pain hit the tip of the tongue.

It’s really spicy——

However, it does taste good.

But it’s still spicy.

While making some sizzling sounds, he finally managed to eat the beef stew.

My tongue seemed to be swollen and numb.

After that, I spent another three or two bites on the TACO.

Looking out the window, I saw the sky was just as dark as it had been a few days before.

The bustling atmosphere caused by the Kentucky Big Game Day will soon return to its former calm.

I couldn't help but yawn again.

However, it’s not time to go to bed yet.

With a little warm and tired feeling, I pushed open the door.

As long as you find the right force and angle, even a wooden door that has been around for many years will not easily make noise.

Walking in the hotel corridor, my mind, which had become dull due to a full stomach, gradually returned to normal function.

This is indeed the consideration behind the opening of the ranch.

But before that, both financial resources and relevant knowledge reserves must keep up.

Although it was just a quick visit, the trip to Claiborne Ranch did give him a lot of inspiration.

So, what are ranches like in other countries?

What kind of pasture would be suitable for him?

Until such doubts are resolved, I have no intention of rushing into further advancement in my horse racing career.

Looking down from the corridor window, low buildings are dotted across the block.

Churchill Gardens, with its white bricks and gray tiles, has bustling lights stretching out its arms towards the night sky.

Looking out the window, Kitano whispered.

"Goodnight, Kentucky."

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Chapter 128 The Revelation After the Carnival

It was a windless night, and the air was filled with the heat after the carnival.

The Menbetsu Racecourse is surrounded by glittering LED lights, with red, green and blue colors dotted everywhere.

A few hours before the game started, the crowds that had dispersed during the day flocked to the stands like ants returning to their nest.

"Oh--"

While still in the appearance circle, a rather loud noise was heard among the huge crowd.