I wonder if we who are immersed in the intricate beauty of racing, the forensic challenge of form interpretation, the appreciation of superb conformation in the thoroughbred, misjudge what the public seeks in a day at the races?
For us it can border on obsession – one that we are desperate to convey to to the unconverted. But is that really necessary? Does the casual racegoer need the level of detail we want to push him or her towards? It’s possible they just crave a good day out.
To someone who wants a different experience, how much does it matter if the race they watch is a selling plate or a classic? If it’s a tight finish and a betting slip is clutched, and the stands echo to roars of encouragement, and it’s not hard to get a drink and a tip for the next from the barman, how much more is actually necessary?
Perhaps we should simplify things and go back to basics. Friendly staff, good value, the excitement of something new with the promise of a win on ‘my horse’; maybe that’s all we need.
Let’s not use a sledgehammer to crack a nut.
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