Just 5 years old and son of Yeats, I bet he was a real looker.
This was only his 3rd race and he was showing that he had potential to possibly be a Champion one day like his dad.
Such a shame that his first run over hurdles was his last. He could have been a decent long distance flat horse.
Condolences to his owners and all who loved and cared for him.
R.I.P. At Poet’s Cross
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