Rembering Seabiscuit

Lot's to remember about the book. Pollard, of course.
Unknown what to think about Pollard. The above photo about says it all. If you've yet to read the book Pollard continued riding after two accidents that left him hospitalized for month. In one his chest was crushed when a horse fell on him, and a second accident left a leg bone so fragile he rode in fear it would snap.

Then there's George Woolf and the manner of his death. I've been totally pee'd off the last two days because I'm unable to make the photo of that riderless horse from the book copy onto this post. I'm going to keep trying. It shows a black horse in a race without a rider at Santa Anita. George Woolf , out of the photo, is laying on the track with a fatal concussion having fallen from a diabetic coma while the race was in progress. What a way to make your exit. Too bad it happened to Woolf at age 35.

I've played a lot of sports. Was pretty good at one and successful as a coach. I'm able to say that thoroughbred racing has an allure compared to other sports that's captured by these two jockeys from the book, and also by Tom Smith, the trainer, and of course Seabiscuit, the horse. Ms. Hillenbrand did such a good job with this for she put in writing what I believe riders are feeling when they get on a horse.