Post by Snowflake on Feb 12, 2013 18:16:21 GMT -5
AKUMABUELLE AND DYSPHORIA WORK FOR THE JANUARY DIRT STAKES
Collecting their first mounts for the day, Blaze and Stella mounted up on Akumabuelle and Dysphoria. Now both three years old, the pair of fillies were being pointed towards quite possibly the Triple Tiara, and they were due to run their first race of the season this weekend. The workout began with the usual warm up; a brisk trot on the dirt, circles and figure eights included. The fillies were fresh and ready to go, and both of them tested the patience of their riders.
They were entered in the January Dirt Stakes. This year it had attracted a field of four, and besides each other they were up against C'est Impossible and Mercurial Magic. C'est Impossible was a Prison Hill Stables owned filly who was also three years old. She had had similar experience and success so far, so it was difficult to tell if she would be a threat or not in the race. She ran mid pack. Mercurial Magic of Stride Of Perfection Stables was the horse who would likely be the big threat. He was four years old with a record of 20-4-5-6, and ran as a front runner. Since all other entrants had only one win each, it was clear the grade four colt had been entered for an easy win.
Akumabuelle would start from gate two. The Akuma Battlecry filly had a record of 5-1-1-0. She was obviously inexperienced, so this race would carry the importance of supplying her with further experience. Out of Deabuelle, Ella as she was nicknamed was a preceder. She'd be on Mercurial Magic's heels the entire way. Dysphoria was sired by Axel Rhose and out of HOF Dysphoria. She had a record of 10-1-3-2, and had enough experience not to be inexperienced in this field. She ran as a preceder as well, so she and Ella would be neck and neck most of the way.
With the pair of fillies warmed up and loose, the time to gallop was coming up soon. They sensed it, anticipated it, and then they were flying. Blaze and Stella kept them abreast of each other as they thundered towards the turn. Each filly tugged on the bit, begging to go faster.
