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March 2018

TDN Weekend December 2016 Issue 9

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horse lands right, a payday: whether in a matter of weeks, at a breeze-up sale; or in the longer term, on the track itself. If not: well, your chips are scooped and you start again. "The little brown fillies," Woods says. "They're the ones that surprise you. Some of those big shiny colts don't have the heart for the operation, they kind of with- er under a little minor pressure. You can just see them act cheap, just not be a man about the job. But the little brown filly will get you every time. Here she comes, 15.1, weighs 900 lbs—and runs a hole in the wind. That's the one that's hard to peg. You look at her, she's nothing. And then: grad- ed stakes horse on the grass. "Not long after we got here, I had some horses for Mr. Nerud. This filly comes down the shedrow and she's crooked and small and ratty-arsed. And he looks at her—not a man short of an opinion—and he said: 'Son, do that owner a favour and get rid of that crooked little rat.' I said 'Yes sir.' But an A.P. Indy filly, know what I mean, can't do that! And she ended up earning 800 grand, and the dam of Royal Delta. She was crooked, she was small. And she moved beautiful- ly. You can't judge them walking down a shedrow." The little brown fillies. They're the ones that surprise you.

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