Hokkaido Horse Racing Story

This was Kitano’s initial impression of Bang Bang Ranch.

Here, it seems that everything can be reflected through data.

Different from Japan, different from the United States, and very different from Europe——

Mahanya and his team seem to be running everything here in a completely different way than in the past.

"Look!"

Rooney pointed in the direction of the stable entrance.

His voice grew more agitated.

"Our boss is here!"

Kitano soon saw the man with the exaggerated hairstyle striding towards them.

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Chapter 132 Ma Hanya

"I know you."

The man with slightly sunken eye sockets and a thick beard looked at Kitano with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Your filly won the Kentucky Derby this year, which is pretty remarkable."

Mahanya raised the corners of his mouth briefly, if that was not an illusion.

"Good morning, Mr. Mahanya."

Rooney greeted his immediate superior warmly.

"Well done, young man."

The Australian trainer nodded slightly, then checked the time and said, "Let me show the guests around."

"Okay, Mr. Mahanya."

Rooney agreed.

Then, the intern looked at Kitano.

"I'll pick you up later, gentlemen."

He smiled friendly, then quickly walked into the office and got down to work on another task.

"How's it going? I hope you like my stable."

Ma Hanya put his thumbs into his suit trouser pockets and asked while standing on tiptoe.

“It seems like everything here is very precise.”

Kitano expressed his impression truthfully.

"Precision. Yes, precision. I like that word."

Ma Hanya lowered his head with some force.

"It's like a program developed specifically for horse racing. If it works at the beginning, it won't go wrong later."

The Australian trainer walked to a windowless room and stopped, "Did Roon introduce you to this big guy?"

Kitano and Zepp both shook their heads.

So, Mahanya opened the door.

"Then you really should come and see it."

He invited me in a thick country accent.

"Is it a hyperbaric chamber?"

Kitano's tone was a little uncertain.

Previously, he had only seen similar expensive facilities in journals.

"Yes, it's the hyperbaric oxygen chamber."

Ma Hanya looked at the cabin in front of him with a look that seemed a little disgusting to others.

“When I bought it, the finance team told me it was something only a fool would buy.”

Knocking on the door frame of the hyperbaric chamber, the Australian trainer continued with a laugh: "I was like a child desperate for a toy and yelled at them: 'I don't care about that, I want this!'"

"Judging from the results, this 'toy' has played a greater role than I imagined."

Mahanya shrugged as he spoke.

“So, they finally stopped complaining.”

Back in the corridor, Mahanya suddenly asked, "Do you know about artificial intelligence, KITANO?"

Kitano nodded, then shook his head.

Although he has indeed paid attention to the application of artificial intelligence in veterinary medicine, Kitano's understanding of this new technology itself is quite limited.

"You should check it out. We've already started trying to apply it to horse racing."

The Australian trainer looked a little regretful.

“We’re just at the beginning of this new paradigm, but as AI develops, it has the potential to be very interesting in the next few years.”

Before returning to the office, many employees greeted Ma Hanya through the glass windows.

“I let them work on their own initiative as much as possible, and I only make specific requests or suggestions when necessary.”

The Australian trainer also responded with a smile.

“Although many jobs in the horse racing world require precision, it doesn’t mean you have to command them like robots.”

"Let them understand what they are doing and what they should do, and then devote themselves to it enthusiastically. Then it will be much easier to manage them."

Turning his head, Ma Hanya continued, "My goal is to make horses stronger, even if it means spending more money or trying something new."

There was undisguised ambition in his eyes.

"But even in Victoria there are a lot of people who think I'm crazy, which makes my career more difficult."

Ma Hanya's expression became a little annoyed, but soon he returned to his somewhat indifferent expression.

After glancing down at his watch, the Australian trainer waved his hand and said, "Well, gentlemen, I'm afraid I have to go to Victoria."

"Of course, if you want, you can stay here as long as you want."

After leaving these words, Ma Hanya left the stable in the same hurried pace as when he came.

Kitano held his chin and looked at the back of the Australian trainer, lost in thought.

Rooney has a point.

Mahanya is indeed the Mourinho of horse racing.

What changes will he bring to horse racing?

Kitano didn't know the answer.

But after today's visit, he did have some new ideas.

"Horse racing is such an expensive business—"

When I left Bangbang Ranch, I couldn't help but sigh like this.

Back at his hotel in Sydney, Kitano recalled what he had seen at the two different ranches.

"What do you think of Bang Bang Ranch, Zep?"

He raised his head and asked the hoof trimmer who was checking the luggage.

“It looks great, very advanced.”

After closing the suitcase, Zep shook his head: "But I don't like it there very much."

"why?"

Kitano inquired.

He also had similar ideas.

Bangbang Ranch was more advanced than any ranch he had ever seen, with impeccable facilities, concepts and even personnel management.

It feels like something is missing.

Something unassuming and subtle.

"I'm not so sure either."

The German hoof trimmer scratched the back of his head in confusion.

"I don't know, so forget it."

Kitano took off his suit jacket, which was a bit tight and stuffy, and went to the bathroom to change into a looser set of sportswear.

"I'm going to check out Rose Hill Gardens. Do you want to come with me?"

After coming out, he asked Zep, who had also changed into loose clothes.

Rosehill Gardens Racecourse is located in the heart of Sydney and is one of the most important racecourses in Australia.

Last year, the ATC nearly decided to sell the racetrack.

But Kitano had only one reason for going to Rose Hill Gardens—

Among the daily tasks, the one of watching the game on site has not been completed yet.

Furthermore, Rosehill Gardens is the closest racecourse to the hotel.

"Great!"

The German hoof trimmer nodded vigorously.

So after having a quick bite to fill their stomachs at the hotel's buffet restaurant, the two immediately set off for the Rosehill Gardens Racecourse.

"Hey, you guys shouldn't be here dressed like that."

In the public area in front of the racecourse entrance, a man in a suit wearing sunglasses and a top hat stopped in front of the two men.

Then, without waiting for them to say anything, he walked away, shaking his head.

After taking out his mobile phone to confirm again and again, Kitano was sure that Rose Hill Garden had no dress code requirements for ordinary spectators.

So he continued walking.

Passing by the bronze statues of unknown jockeys and racehorses, we entered the interior of the racecourse.

Zep stopped briefly between the two bronze statues, took a few quick selfies, and then quickened his pace to catch up.

Chapter 133: Enlightenment from Both Sides

On Saturday, the day of the match, there were very few people in Rose Hill Gardens.

Walking up to the second-floor stands, Kitano easily occupied the best viewing seat right in front of the finish line.

however--

As soon as I sat down, the orange plastic chair under me made a crisp "click" sound.

The body instantly leaned back and lost balance.

Zepp immediately reached out and grabbed Kitano's shoulder.

"Be nice to these old guys. They're probably a few years older than you."

A white-haired old man sitting not far behind took off his sunglasses and shouted.

Kitano had no choice but to get up and move to another seat nearby.

The plastic chair swayed a little uneasily, but it managed to support his weight.

The few horse lovers around seemed to have long been accustomed to this scene and were discussing the upcoming game calmly.