Hokkaido Horse Racing Story
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The off-tune sound of the trombone exploded in his ears, and he almost lost his balance and fell over the railing.
The trainer beside him immediately stopped smiling and reached out to grab his collar in time.
"TCK Tokyo City Horse Racing, today's eleventh race."
A live report was coming from the radio.
On the sea, the monorail came from the viaduct almost at the same time into the rainy night.
"Big prize, Tokyo Monorail Prize, JBC Two-Year-Old Horse Designated Race Walk, 7th Golden Youth Race Walk."
The train pulled into the station, and the noise that came to his ears made Majima's heart, which had just been relieved, hang in the air again.
"There are twelve runners in this year's 1,400-meter medley race for two-year-olds."
The red light came on, and the crisp sound of the gate popping open was quickly drowned out by all the noise.
Mejiro Atalanta raised his head high and rushed out of the gate first with an uncoordinated running posture.
Sasakawa struggled to control the reins until the end of the pseudo-starting straight line, and finally managed to calm the panicked Atalanta.
He did not immediately stick to the inner lane, which had similar track conditions, but only carefully pulled the reins sideways after gaining a certain advantage on the outer route.
The trainer's pre-race instructions were completely forgotten.
If Atalanta was forced to run among the herd, the already extremely nervous chestnut horse might cause trouble.
however--
The game turned into a chaotic fight on the opposite straight line.
Behind Mejiro Atalanta, who was in the lead, six racehorses followed closely in a tight formation.
The hope of taking a break in the straight line was dashed.
The overly slippery field and the opponent approaching from behind made the chestnut horse's steps a little messy.
The wet horsehair stuck to the neck, shaking up and down with each step.
"We can't go on like this."
Sweat mixed with rain slid down his face, and Sasakawa quickly made a decision.
The rhythm must be regained.
He gripped the reins tightly and raised the whip in his hand.
It was a loud explosion that cut through the rain curtain.
The chestnut-haired creature's petite body bounced up with all its might, and with its head held high, it galloped into the night.
Turning the corner, the pace did not slow down, as if chasing a shadow.
He never looked back, and never paid attention to the pursuers behind him, as if he wanted to leave the raindrops behind him.
Amidst the enthusiastic cheers from the audience, Kitano and Majima sighed almost at the same time.
Entering the final straight line, the originally slow pace became brisk.
The chasing opponent has fallen far behind.
"Mejiro Atalanta of Juban! The chestnut-haired fugitive who crosses the rain!"
The hoarse sound of the live broadcast cut through the night sky.
At the Kuchidori ceremony after the match, Majima looked at the commemorative plaque behind him that rewarded him with the first victory but he couldn't feel happy at all.
"I'm sorry, President."
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"I immediately saw Atalanta.
In the opening match of the Future Excellent Horse Series, the 7th JBC Designated Race Walk, held at Oi Racecourse today, rider Sasagawa Tsubasa (Oi) rode the popular fifth-placed Mejiro Atalanta (female No. 2 Oi Majima Daisuke stable) to victory by escaping.
Majima Daisuke: "We will consider whether to participate in the Heseker Memorial depending on the condition of the horses at that time."
- National Association of Racing (NAR) Formula
"【Pay attention to horse movements】
Mr. Kaiser (Ma3 Ritto Yahagi stable) has set the Tokyo Grand Prix as his year-end goal.
"This was a joint decision between the stable and the owner. We both agreed that he was suitable for this race."
——《n○tkaiba》
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Kitano said, "He will show his strength in the short distance race."
——(Same as) MEJIRO Shoji Formula
Chapter 158: Kannazuki's Mejiro Ranch
It was early October, just after noon.
Outside the stable was a clear, blue sky.
The air is cool and the autumn breeze quietly seeps into the skin.
The sun is clearly high in the sky, yet it exudes a hint of coolness, making people yearn for a cup of hot drink.
Kitano dragged his feet into the stable, his eyelids half closed, and the tiredness was almost too strong to dispel.
"Good morning, President!"
On the way, a vigorous voice hit my eardrums.
"Ah, good morning."
He didn't even look up, but just waved his hand lazily in response.
The footsteps moving in slow motion finally stopped in front of the stable.
"I won't be going to the Suzuka Grand Prix next year. No, I won't be going to the Suzuka Grand Prix for the next three years."
After making up his mind, he took heavy steps and opened the door of the stable.
Mudaishima leaned against the window, half-closed his eyes and lazily basked in the warm sunshine.
Hearing the noise in front of the door, the reed-haired horse just shook its ears.
"Then it's your turn next."
After taking a few more glances at Medaru Kuroba who was in his self-awareness state, Kitano shook his head and left the stable.
If you approach him casually in this state, Medaihira will instantly become unhappy.
It bites and kicks people, and will not stop until it has given the person who disturbed it a good beating.
After closing the trap door again, he went to the stable next door.
Mejiro Sakuya stayed quietly in the corner of the stable. Her belly, which was as round as a brown sugar rice cake, seemed to be thinner than when she first arrived.
These past few days, I've been doing some exercise with the help of an underwater walker.
Combined with dietary restraint, I was able to manage my weight somewhat.
"Sakuya, come here."
After entering the stable, Kitano whispered the deer-haired horse's name.
As if she had just woken up, after a while, Mejiro Sakuya shook her furry ears and slowly approached him.
The black mane has a silky smooth texture under the light.
In the morning, Rachel Ho performed her daily hair care routine.
Although it is not clear whether it is due to temperament or skin sensitivity, many mares do not like to have their hair combed.
However, Mejiro Sakuya is the type who is good at combing hair, and she will even show a coquettish expression after combing.
"Come, left."
Standing in front of Kitano, the deer-haired horse raised its left front hoof very cooperatively.
Despite this, I still broke out in a sweat after the whole set of passive joint movements.
"Next is the muscle massage."
Kitano shook the fascia gun in his hand and said.
Although you can also use manual massage method.
However, this is too tiring, and the effect is no different from that of a fascia gun.
Because if you put more effort into it, it will naturally have a better effect.
Such a thing does not exist.
After activating the fascia gun, Mejiro Sakuya slowly lifted her hind legs, which were close to the massage area, and her lower lip opened slightly as if it had come unglued.
After completing the massage of its hind limbs, the deer-hair horse rubbed its head with a feeling of being unsatisfied.
After finishing the work here, I went to the stable next door again.
When the trap door was opened, the reed-haired horse raised its head slightly.
Then, it dug the padding under its feet with its front hooves, revealing an expression that said, "Come and play with me."
Kitano leaned over slightly and helped Mudaiheima do the flexion and extension exercises.
He couldn't relax his other hand either, pressing it against his head to block the reed-haired horse's lips from constantly probing at him.
However, Mu Baima still found the opportunity to snatch the baseball cap off his head.
"You can't eat hats."
As he said this, he reached out and tried to take the hat back from Reemao Ma's mouth.
Mudanma seemed to be in a playful mood, shaking his head up and down with his baseball cap in his mouth.
At this time, rhythmic footsteps were heard.
It was Tanaka and Ochiai who had agreed to visit the ranch today.
"Isn't this a sign of recovery?"
Looking at the scene in front of him, the trainer's originally tense face relaxed slightly.
"In about two months, we should be able to return to the stables and resume formal training."
Kitano said this while patting the furry head of the reed horse.
During the follow-up imaging a few days ago, no signs of cartilage damage were detected.
The early osteoarthritis that I had always worried about never appeared.
After the first month of treatment, the synovitis was successfully controlled to a mild range.
At this point, Kitano, the on-site veterinarian, is able to give a good diagnosis.
However, in order to prevent recurrence or transformation into chronic synovitis, sufficient recovery window must be left before returning to the field.
"Two months—"
Tanaka nodded, his expression becoming heavy again.
Although it is not a serious problem, the recovery period required for synovitis is longer than many injuries.
"Rest well, Pegasus."
Stopping in front of the stable, Ochiai looked at the gray-white silhouette in front of him and spoke softly.
Mudaiba shook his head and pushed away the carrot sticks handed to him by the rider with a look of disdain.
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