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Grumpy John Henry still kicking at 32
By Will Graves
Associated Press
LEXINGTON, Ky. — John Henry is grumpy, in one of those "I don't care
what you want, I'm not coming over" kind of moods.
So no matter how many times one of the greatest thoroughbreds is
offered a treat, he ignores it. Maybe he's not hungry. Maybe he sees a
cameraman from the corner of his eye. Maybe he's just playing hard to
get.
Doesn't matter. He's simply not
moving.
John Henry, horse racing's elder statesman and twice the
Horse of the Year, turns 32 on
Friday.
That's the human equivalent of 96. But
don't think that because his coat has grown long and shaggy
that time has mellowed him. John Henry remains as grouchy as ever. The
caretakers at Kentucky
Horse Park's Hall of Champions have been waging a daily battle of wills
with John Henry for more
than two decades, and losing. "If he doesn't try to kill me at least
once a day, something's wrong,"
said Cathy Roby, the manager of the Hall of Champions, a small barn
John Henry shares with a
handful of other racing legends, including Cigar. "He's always been
mean and nasty his whole life,"
Roby added. "He bites and kicks. He messes with you. It's his tenacity
and his will to keep going."
It's the same will that served him well during his record-setting
career, when the gelding won more
than two dozen stakes races, including the Arlington Million and the
Santa Anita Handicap twice.
"He's still a winner," said Hall of Fame jockey Chris McCarron, who
helped John Henry retire as the
richest horse in racing history in 1985. "Every time he has another
birthday he's won another race."
The finish line doesn't appear in sight, either. Other than a scare
with colic five years ago, he's been
pretty
healthy. He moves with a determined canter. His hair remains a
dark brown, his mind is as sharp as
ever.
Consider the game John Henry plays with his handlers when they try to
give him his daily
medicine.
"He won't eat his feed if he thinks he's got anything in it at all,"
Roby said. "Any other horse will just
gobble
it right down. Not John. We've tried to cover it up with
molasses, applesauce or whatever and if he smells
anything in his feed, he don't eat it." Instead they have to find a way
to box him into his 18-by-18 stall and force-feed him the medicine.
John Henry has spent nearly 20 years with Roby but apparently has no
intention of getting with the program to make the process relatively
painless.
Whenever the horse nears his stall, he stands with
his head facing out toward the paddock, giving him a clear escape route
when Roby and company close in. Roby knows the ritual might be part of
what keeps John Henry going. There aren't a lot of 32-year-old
thoroughbreds around. Secretariat died at 19 and Seattle Slew at 28.
Seabiscuit, the horse to which John Henry is most often compared, died
at 23. But John Henry is still here, still accepting visitors, still
celebrating birthdays, still giving anyone who comes within 10 feet a
hard time. John Henry raced until 9, an age when most champions have
long since retired. Now he's pushing 100, and while some horses do live
to such an advanced age, few are thoroughbreds.
"He's that 80-year-old guy that never really went to
the doctor that much," said Dr. Doug Byars, owner of the Byars Equine
Advisory in Lexington. "He's trucking right along."
So too are the fans that make an annual pilgrimage to the Hall of
Champions every year to cut the cake and sing "Happy Birthday." While
some remember John Henry as one of racing's great closers, others see
him as a beacon of hope, his rags-to-riches story and remarkable
longevity a source of inspiration.
"John Henry is the American story," said Howard
McClurkin of Weatherford, Texas. "Nobody wanted him. He was an ugly
little horse. He didn't come from racing royalty. He didn't come from a
heritage barn. The mention of his name didn't open of opportunity for
success and privilege, but he went up to those doors and knocked them
down."
McClurkin, unlike many of John Henry's fans, never
made money on the horse. He didn't take a serious interest in horse
racing until well after John Henry retired. But in reading up on the
legend and visiting the Horse Park, McClurkin was overpowered by the
presence of the small, tough horse who constantly reminds everyone of
just who rules the barn.
"The first time I met him, he looked at me with a
hard stare and said 'I can beat you every day of the week,"' said
McClurkin, who planned to be at John Henry's birthday party on Friday.
"He's still the king."
A king who will celebrate another milestone with birthday cards from
all over the world taped to his stall. One card from a fan in Canada
reads, "You truly are one of a kind, without a doubt."
"He still wants to be domineering," McCarron said. "He just doesn't
have the energy to be that way because of his age, but the spark is
still there. It's just that the spark plug is getting weak."
But far, apparently, from going out. Outside his
paddock there's a sign explaining why horses like John Henry are gelded.
"Some stallions are headstrong, territorial and interested in mares,"
the sign reads. "Gelding makes them more attentive and easier to train."
A few yards behind the sign, John Henry grazes. He slowly turns his
back to the sign and walks toward the far end of the paddock away from
the bustle, looking for some peace and quiet.
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