Post by aurelia on Aug 14, 2017 11:47:34 GMT -6
Taking a Twist
Took the Night, "Tess" jockeyed by Jacob Wellington
WhattaTwist, "Twist" jockeyed by Elisabeth Young
It was almost time. Only a week until the two juvenile fillies made their debuts at Green Horse Fields, both making an attempt to break their maidens. The only catch? They would be facing each other. It wasn't ideal, of course, that they wouldn't both take a win, but Keegan was more than excited to watch the two face off. Each had a good chance at beating the other, with their own attributes and downfalls. And then there were the other runners to consider. Would these inexperienced fillies be able to outrun the competition, especially if they were older and more experienced?
Today wasn't the day to worry about the field next week. For now, Tess and Twist would be facing off over five furlongs on the turf, their first time running together. They had already loaded in the gate after a quick warmup. Tess pawed and snorted in her gate, head held high as Jacob tugged impatiently on the reins. Twist, on the other hand, stood calmly, ears pricked and head level. Keegan chuckled at the two, who were so incredibly different. Their only similarity was their speed.
The instant the gates opened, both horses shot out, breaking smoothly and quickly. Tess came to the front, as usual, while Twist hung just behind her. They would only be running five furlongs today, which was shorter than what they would be racing soon. Perhaps only five wouldn't be enough for Twist to make her move and surpass Tess- but she could also have a trick up her sleeve.
As they rounded the first turn, Twist was on Tess's outside, her nose right at her shoulder. She was pressing Tess against the rail, clearly trying to make her move. Tess, however, put up a strong fight. She leaped ahead, head tossing and legs flying, bringing her nearly a length ahead of Twist yet again. Tess was fast, but that was all she had going for her on the track. She lacked the precision, technique, and strategy that Twist had, but that should all come with experience and age. Tess was seemingly tripping over her own feet as she ran, her stride choppy and unbalanced. If Twist made a final push before it was too late, she could surpass the filly. And surpass her she did. In the final two furlongs, Twist surged ahead, pinning a struggling Tess to the rail and slipping into the lead at the very last second. Keegan smiled to herself. She couldn't wait to see these two run again next week. The outcome was always unpredictable.
WhattaTwist, "Twist" jockeyed by Elisabeth Young
It was almost time. Only a week until the two juvenile fillies made their debuts at Green Horse Fields, both making an attempt to break their maidens. The only catch? They would be facing each other. It wasn't ideal, of course, that they wouldn't both take a win, but Keegan was more than excited to watch the two face off. Each had a good chance at beating the other, with their own attributes and downfalls. And then there were the other runners to consider. Would these inexperienced fillies be able to outrun the competition, especially if they were older and more experienced?
Today wasn't the day to worry about the field next week. For now, Tess and Twist would be facing off over five furlongs on the turf, their first time running together. They had already loaded in the gate after a quick warmup. Tess pawed and snorted in her gate, head held high as Jacob tugged impatiently on the reins. Twist, on the other hand, stood calmly, ears pricked and head level. Keegan chuckled at the two, who were so incredibly different. Their only similarity was their speed.
The instant the gates opened, both horses shot out, breaking smoothly and quickly. Tess came to the front, as usual, while Twist hung just behind her. They would only be running five furlongs today, which was shorter than what they would be racing soon. Perhaps only five wouldn't be enough for Twist to make her move and surpass Tess- but she could also have a trick up her sleeve.
As they rounded the first turn, Twist was on Tess's outside, her nose right at her shoulder. She was pressing Tess against the rail, clearly trying to make her move. Tess, however, put up a strong fight. She leaped ahead, head tossing and legs flying, bringing her nearly a length ahead of Twist yet again. Tess was fast, but that was all she had going for her on the track. She lacked the precision, technique, and strategy that Twist had, but that should all come with experience and age. Tess was seemingly tripping over her own feet as she ran, her stride choppy and unbalanced. If Twist made a final push before it was too late, she could surpass the filly. And surpass her she did. In the final two furlongs, Twist surged ahead, pinning a struggling Tess to the rail and slipping into the lead at the very last second. Keegan smiled to herself. She couldn't wait to see these two run again next week. The outcome was always unpredictable.
