Owning a racehorse appeals to vanity and there is glamour surrounding the sport, but it all boils down to a question of breeding. Put on a white coat with a beeper in the pocket and go find a laboratory somewhere.
Horse racing is all about drama rather than probabilities.
It's about man with all his vanity, his commonplace greed and his occasional nobility and an animal called the thoroughbred which can be exquisitely beautiful but is born with a congenital tendency to self-destruct. The thoroughbred is one of the most regal and magnificent creatures in the world with an exclusivity that makes him truly blue-blooded and a breed apart. These are the three stallions from which every thoroughbred in the world descends. And if a horse's bloodlines do not go back to that trio, he is simply not a thoroughbred. The sport itself, however, is nowhere near as cut and dried and that age-old axiom which said that horses were born to make fools out of men, still applies.