Post by Snowflake on Dec 23, 2013 14:29:53 GMT 10
HOT LOOKS WORKS FOR THE RUNNING HARD MAIDEN
WILD DAISY WORKS FOR THE IN STRIDE HANDICAP
Their first starts had been run and dusted just last week, but already the two fillies had bounced back and were preparing for their second races. Hot Looks had run a disappointing fourth, but Marissa knew it wouldn't define her career. Hottie had plenty of potential in that hot body of hers, hidden behind her gorgeous face. Wild Daisy however had taken the race by storm, running wire to wire in the lead. She was strong, but difficult to work with. The poor horse and rider that had ponied them to the gates had exhausted themselves trying to keep Daisy under control, and so had Sarah. It had been sweet relief once the filly exited the gate with a flying start.
Beginning with a fast trot, the chestnut filly and black filly began their warm up. Like always, Daisy fought for her head. Hottie was also feeling uncooperative, and put on a few pig roots to let Marissa know. Marissa sighed and drove the filly forward with her heels, then gave a tap on the shoulder with the whip. Sarah had the opposite problem, and had Daisy's nose almost to her chest to keep the filly from bolting. Makes a change, doesn't it? Usually I get the crazy ones. Marissa called to her, grinning brightly. Hottie moved forward grudgingly, knowing she had lost this battle. Sarah ignored her sister for a few moments, until Daisy stopped hauling on the bit. That's better. Well Riss, Daisy may be a pain in my butt now but she goes like a dream when we gallop. Sarah hit back, also grinning.
With the two fillies behaving better, the warm up continued and soon they moved on into canter. Sarah and Wild Daisy were preparing for the In Stride Stakes, which was a nine furlong race on turf for two year olds only. So far there were only two entrants, but Sarah was sure there'd be more before entries closed this Friday night. For now, there were two colts entered. Casualty Of War from Witch Creek Stables would start from gate one. He'd already raced twice this month, which could be detrimental to his performance in this race. His results had been a fourth in his first race, and a win in his second race. As a front runner, he'd be with Daisy the whole way. Jericho was from Valkyrie Stables and had raced once for a third place in the second week of January. As a closer, he had an advantage as he would be able to conserve his energy. Sarah would have to be careful to time Daisy's move just right so that she had enough energy and enough time to hold him off.
Marissa and Hot Looks were preparing for the Running Hard Maiden, a nine furlong turf race that had also attracted only two other entrants so far. Both from Akita Rose Stables, which had recently resurfaced from a long hiatus, they were Spitterfly and Diggam. Spitterfly was unraced, so Marissa only had her bloodlines to go on. The filly was sired by Spitz and out of HOF Sweet Stalker, so she nice bloodlines to back her up. As for Diggam, he had started one for a second place and had raced in midpack position. Marissa knew nothing of his bloodlines though. For this one, she knew she would just have to wing it. Hottie was versatile and had shown through workouts that she could lead start to finish or close like a freight train. And run anywhere in between, really. It just depended on the competition in the race and that was it.
It was suddenly time to gallop. Sarah allowed some slack in the reins and Wild Daisy shot forward, nearly leaving her rider behind. Hot Looks didn't miss a beat and was chasing after her stablemate instantly. She had learned her lesson last week - don't let Daisy get too far ahead. Marissa allowed Hottie to match the stride of her stablemate, and together they rounded the turn. Daisy was on the outside but stayed close to Hottie and didn't lose any ground. Hottie's ears were flattened against her head and she had fire in her eyes. As the turn ended and the stretch straightened out before them, Hottie dug deep and took flight, pounding the turf powerfully as she gained ground. Caught slightly by surprise, Daisy hesitated a moment before accelerating. Then she seemed to realise she may have underestimated her stablemate and took off like a bat out of hell, chasing the fiery chestnut with fierce determination.
Stride by stride they raced closer. Hottie still held the lead, but Daisy was in full flight now and her longer legs covered more ground. The finish was a matter of metres away and it was going to be close...! Marissa's whip hand shot into the air and she whooped gleefully. It was Hottie by a nose! Grinning, the pair slowed back to canter and slapped high fives. The fillies were very ready for their second starts.
WILD DAISY WORKS FOR THE IN STRIDE HANDICAP
Their first starts had been run and dusted just last week, but already the two fillies had bounced back and were preparing for their second races. Hot Looks had run a disappointing fourth, but Marissa knew it wouldn't define her career. Hottie had plenty of potential in that hot body of hers, hidden behind her gorgeous face. Wild Daisy however had taken the race by storm, running wire to wire in the lead. She was strong, but difficult to work with. The poor horse and rider that had ponied them to the gates had exhausted themselves trying to keep Daisy under control, and so had Sarah. It had been sweet relief once the filly exited the gate with a flying start.
Beginning with a fast trot, the chestnut filly and black filly began their warm up. Like always, Daisy fought for her head. Hottie was also feeling uncooperative, and put on a few pig roots to let Marissa know. Marissa sighed and drove the filly forward with her heels, then gave a tap on the shoulder with the whip. Sarah had the opposite problem, and had Daisy's nose almost to her chest to keep the filly from bolting. Makes a change, doesn't it? Usually I get the crazy ones. Marissa called to her, grinning brightly. Hottie moved forward grudgingly, knowing she had lost this battle. Sarah ignored her sister for a few moments, until Daisy stopped hauling on the bit. That's better. Well Riss, Daisy may be a pain in my butt now but she goes like a dream when we gallop. Sarah hit back, also grinning.
With the two fillies behaving better, the warm up continued and soon they moved on into canter. Sarah and Wild Daisy were preparing for the In Stride Stakes, which was a nine furlong race on turf for two year olds only. So far there were only two entrants, but Sarah was sure there'd be more before entries closed this Friday night. For now, there were two colts entered. Casualty Of War from Witch Creek Stables would start from gate one. He'd already raced twice this month, which could be detrimental to his performance in this race. His results had been a fourth in his first race, and a win in his second race. As a front runner, he'd be with Daisy the whole way. Jericho was from Valkyrie Stables and had raced once for a third place in the second week of January. As a closer, he had an advantage as he would be able to conserve his energy. Sarah would have to be careful to time Daisy's move just right so that she had enough energy and enough time to hold him off.
Marissa and Hot Looks were preparing for the Running Hard Maiden, a nine furlong turf race that had also attracted only two other entrants so far. Both from Akita Rose Stables, which had recently resurfaced from a long hiatus, they were Spitterfly and Diggam. Spitterfly was unraced, so Marissa only had her bloodlines to go on. The filly was sired by Spitz and out of HOF Sweet Stalker, so she nice bloodlines to back her up. As for Diggam, he had started one for a second place and had raced in midpack position. Marissa knew nothing of his bloodlines though. For this one, she knew she would just have to wing it. Hottie was versatile and had shown through workouts that she could lead start to finish or close like a freight train. And run anywhere in between, really. It just depended on the competition in the race and that was it.
It was suddenly time to gallop. Sarah allowed some slack in the reins and Wild Daisy shot forward, nearly leaving her rider behind. Hot Looks didn't miss a beat and was chasing after her stablemate instantly. She had learned her lesson last week - don't let Daisy get too far ahead. Marissa allowed Hottie to match the stride of her stablemate, and together they rounded the turn. Daisy was on the outside but stayed close to Hottie and didn't lose any ground. Hottie's ears were flattened against her head and she had fire in her eyes. As the turn ended and the stretch straightened out before them, Hottie dug deep and took flight, pounding the turf powerfully as she gained ground. Caught slightly by surprise, Daisy hesitated a moment before accelerating. Then she seemed to realise she may have underestimated her stablemate and took off like a bat out of hell, chasing the fiery chestnut with fierce determination.
Stride by stride they raced closer. Hottie still held the lead, but Daisy was in full flight now and her longer legs covered more ground. The finish was a matter of metres away and it was going to be close...! Marissa's whip hand shot into the air and she whooped gleefully. It was Hottie by a nose! Grinning, the pair slowed back to canter and slapped high fives. The fillies were very ready for their second starts.