06/11/2014 2:02PM

Hovdey: Echoes of defeat reach the cheap seats


To the dispassionate outsider gazing down upon Thoroughbred racing from a perch of sports neutrality, the Belmont Stakes with a shot at a Triple Crown has all the trappings of a cynical bait-and-switch, with customers lured by the promise of witnessing a historic event. Then, when the event goes bust – as it has now 13 times since 1978 – fans are subjected to a dreary lecture about sandy racetracks, rough trips, and the inherent fragility of the modern-day Thoroughbred.

By contrast, the fans themselves have become a tough, seasoned bunch. How else would you describe the tens of thousands, most of them without a place to sit, committing to a marathon day spent being gouged on the price of everything from water to souvenir swizzle sticks, standing on hard concrete in long lines while waiting for a climactic, 2 1/2-minute horse race? Without reliable WiFi.

The horror.

Last Saturday, it was the same as it ever was. As the race drew nigh, the bulk of the 102,199 fans were either nose to noggin on the apron or pressed against the back of the grandstand seats, dozens deep on tiptoes, straining to catch even the slightest glimpse of the live action. The rest gathered beneath banks of TV monitors, resigned to watching on a video screen what they had hoped to savor in the flesh.

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I wandered, curious to discover who could see what, and at the far end of the building, I found a guy with a gray beard, a fisherman’s sweater, and a windbreaker hunkered down by the glass wall with his portable radio tuned to what he hoped was a broadcast of the race. He was wearing a hat that read “Empire Maker.”

“I don’t even know if I got the right station,” he said.

He didn’t.

I ended up watching the 146th Belmont Stakes in the Upper Tier Section CC of the fourth floor, squatting with other lost souls on the stairway landing, courtesy of a compassionate usher. Beneath us, when the Belmont field rounded the final turn, we saw Victor Espinoza riding California Chrome for dear life in a game attempt to keep the dream alive. Then they were gone, into the distance, and as the sound of the crowd rose and then fell, none of us in Upper Tier Section CC was sure who won. But we knew who didn’t.

An hour or so later, as thousands were cramming into trains for home, Belmont champ Tonalist was back in his yard, enjoying a lazy graze under the supervision of a security guard. Winning trainer Christophe Clement appeared, greeted his wife, Valerie, then turned to a couple of straggling reporters and patted himself down with theatrical flair, as if worried he had become invisible.

“I’m still here,” Clement beamed, delivering a sly dig at the lack of pre-Belmont attention afforded entrants not named California Chrome.

He was right, of course, but there is no changing the trajectory of the media or the focus of the publicity machine when a 3-year-old arrives at the brink of a Triple Crown. There was one story this spring, and it was told to death. Only a few reporters, exhausted by covering all things Chrome, wandered across the road to the Clement stable during Belmont week, where Tonalist lived a monk-like existence.

Now, late in the day of Clement’s greatest victory since his U.S. career began in 1991, his dry Gallic sense of humor was still in full flow, having just told the gathered media that he would try to get some sleep that night despite the disappointment of California Chrome’s failure to win the Triple Crown.

“I didn’t do anything special with him,” Clement said of Tonalist. “He’s just a very nice horse. Every day since he won the Peter Pan, he was training very well.”

Like his great-grandsire, A.P. Indy, Tonalist missed the Derby and the Preakness and prepped for a score in the Belmont by taking the Peter Pan Stakes. As to Tonalist’s future, Clement took a poke at his reputation for winning most of his races on grass.

“Unfortunately, the Virginia Derby does not exist anymore,” he said, which was also funny because at the moment, Virginia racing doesn’t even exist anymore. “So, he’s going to keep racing on dirt for a while.”

No one who watched Clement usher Gio Ponti through two championship seasons could be surprised at his work with Tonalist. But just as Clement slipped through the cracks of the Belmont Stakes coverage, Art Sherman was so thoroughly exposed he could hardly brush his teeth without looking over his shoulder.

“They’ll forget about me on Monday,” Sherman said as he awaited Belmont’s post time. “Unless, I guess, he wins.”

Success in the first two legs of the Triple Crown tends to reveal a lot about both horse and man. In the case of California Chrome, racing has a bright young athlete on its hands who was glorious in victory at Churchill Downs and Pimlico and honorable in defeat in New York. In Art Sherman, the game has been presented a gift-wrapped, 77-year-old blast from racing’s sepia-toned past, when the son of a barber could hustle his way into a decent living at the racetrack and stick around long enough to train a horse of a lifetime.

As Clement melted into the gathering at his barn, Sherman was across the road in Jimmy Toner’s stable office, watching yet another replay of the Belmont.

“I can’t watch anymore. It’s killing me,” Sherman said with a brave grin. “I need some air.”

Heading into the grassy courtyard, Sherman stopped to sign one more autograph for a young woman lingering late with family and friends. Her name was Taylor Parrish.

“What’s this?” Sherman asked as she handed him what looked to be a square of something covered in white satin.

“It’s my graduation cap,” Parrish replied. “Today was my high school graduation ceremony, but I came here instead.”

Sherman looked at her, pen poised.

“You missed your graduation day for this?” he said.

“I thought I could either go there and walk down an aisle and get handed a diploma I already earned,” Parrish replied, “or I could be here to see California Chrome win the Triple Crown.”

Sherman shook his head.

“Well, I’ll be.”

As he signed the cap, his careful “Art Sherman” in black against the white satin, someone asked him if, given his adventurous youth, he managed to graduate from high school. Sherman didn’t miss a beat.

“I just did,” he said.

Chad mc rory More than 1 year ago
Trainer Art Sherman has the horse ranked #4 in the World in his barn!
Chad mc rory More than 1 year ago
Coburns' rant was wrong but he may be right. Go to TripleCrown.com and read...
Forego137 More than 1 year ago
Another great write up Jay. I really enjoyed last part of your write up about the High Schooler missing her graduation and getting to meet Art, share her story and come away w/an autograph, well worth missing her graduation IMO as well.
Rey More than 1 year ago
You are right Jay. Racing missed out on a huge opportunity to reach out to a fan base that they haven't tapped into either due to ignorance or incompetence. If you look at the on track crowd a vast majority of them were young people who had been drawn there by the aura of the Triple crown. So what did many of them have to endure besides the disappointment of not seeing it accomplished? The concession stands ran out of beer and food, betting window tellers who didn't know how to box a trifecta and two and a half hours of gridlock for cars trying to exit the race track! In boxing they make millions of dollars by staging rematches after a classic fight. It is no different here. The racing industry should be doing everything to ensure that when Tonalist and California Chrome are healthy enough they meet again as soon as possible. The Triple Crown was the most watched event on television that weekend. They outdrew the NHL and they had both Los Angeles and New York in the finals. The two biggest viewer markets in the country! Who could have ever guessed this. Whether you liked or disliked California Chrome the fact is he was good for racing and he will continue to be if the powers that be play their cards right.
Louis Criscillo More than 1 year ago
chrome is now a distant memory. Thank God
Hail No More than 1 year ago
You're thanking the Very One that Blessed us with incredible memories from this colt, don't get that.
Forego137 More than 1 year ago
I bet that's the same thing your ex-wife and kids say about you
Chad mc rory More than 1 year ago
California Chrome has been ranked #4 in the World. Thank The Lord...
THERESA More than 1 year ago
Well written story about the Belmont Stakes! If you write a book I will buy it! As A Chromie I would also like an update on his injury. Tonalist surly was not given his due at the end of the race!
mike More than 1 year ago
Read he's doing well,no major damage.
Chad mc rory More than 1 year ago
bloodhorse.com did a good story on Cali Chrome. They cover Racing, unlike the new DRF.
Cover2 More than 1 year ago
1. We had CC the 1st two, then most of us bet with heart. I thought it was the Jim Dandy 3. NBC only had the owners presentation, skipped Clement, caught Rosario coming back to jocks room, had to ride next race. 4. No DRF handcpr had CC in the dinero ! C Chrome could still get HoY , win BC Classic ..... don't think Tonalist ever win again !
Cheryl Kleist More than 1 year ago
California Chrome should get the Eclipse Award for the top 3 yr. old male unless another 3 year old, Tonalist, wins the rest of the big races including one with older males. I think you are forgetting the girls, and Wise Dan, Palace Malice, Will Take Charge who might now have recharged his batteries, etc. can have great wins including Breeders Cup Races to be HOY. I'll Have Another was not HOY so don't expect it for Chrome. He would likely have to beat older males at race longer than 1 mile, continue a winning record, and a Breeders Cup race win to stand a chance of HOY. I am a Chromie, too.
Michael Castellano More than 1 year ago
Excellent article. We used to climb on the stairway railings opposite the finish line at old Aqueduct. We had a perfect view of the wire there, as long as we didn't fall, and would bet people 20 dollars on who won the photo finishes. Scored big one day on a really close head bob. But we had to be very quick. They would post the photos pretty fast.
raymond More than 1 year ago
Just wait til next year
James More than 1 year ago
Does anyone know if they were allowing tailgating in the parking lot? We stopped going down two years ago because after a three hour drive we parked at 11:00 and were told we had to go right in. No food or beer allowed in the parking lot. No wonder the Giants moved to NJ.
Cover2 More than 1 year ago
Not only that, the guy that bets $3 million a year does it on line,"don't trust tellers"
Bob More than 1 year ago
Tellers nowadays expect tips. They always try to keep the change. Go try making a bet with $1.80 and see what they say ...($2 bet).... Hahaha