Friday, May 30, 2008
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Horse Racing for n00bs
Lesson #2- Backstretch Lingo
I’ve had some requests for a brief tutorial in horse racing terminology. I have to admit, the sport does have a language all its own. It’s been around a loooooong time, enough time to develop its own dialect. However, if what you’re looking for is just a basic list of horsey words and their meanings, you can find that elsewhere on the web. Like here. Or here. No, what I’ll provide is a specific subset of terminology that bloggers tend to use, so that readers can better navigate the turbid waters of the internet horse racing community. I’ll start off with a short explanation of the clever names of some of my fellow blogger’s pages (which can be found at right), because they represent an interesting cross section of lingo:
Brooklyn Backstretch- The Backstretch is the term for the stretch of racing surface on the far side of the track (away from the grandstands). It is also used to refer to the barn areas at a track, because these are traditionally located behind the backstretch itself.
Curb My Enthusiasm- A Curb is a type of bit (the metal piece on a bridle that goes in the horse’s mouth). It may also be used as a verb meaning to slow or stop, as basically that is what a bit is used to do to the horse.
Down the Stretch- The Stretch is the piece of track between the two curves which is closest to the grandstand. The finish line is located there. Although they aren’t sloped (usually), horses running the final parts of a horse race are said to be moving ‘down’ the stretch (“And down the stretch they come!”).
Green But Game- A horse who has little training or experience is said to be Green. A horse that tries hard in a race, win or lose, is said to be Game.
Handride- A Handride is a ride performed without the use of a whip. It means that when the horse was racing down the stretch, the jock didn’t feel it was necessary to urge him on to the finish. Basically, an easy win.
Left at the Gate- Horses break from a starting gate in order to maintain some sort of control over the race by having them all theoretically start at the same time. But sometimes the horse just gets caught flat footed when the doors clang open. While the rest of the more precocious field takes off, the sleeper gets Left at the Gate.
Post Parade- This is the name for the walk the horses take from the saddling paddock to the gate. It’s usually done in single file and, for the bigger races, is associated with specific songs (My Old Kentucky Home) and other pageantry. In that way, it is sort of a parade. Basically, though, it’s intended to give bettors (and owners) a last chance to see the horses before the race.
Railbird- The Rail is a term for the fence that runs around the edge of a racetrack. Correspondingly, a Railbird, is someone who’s always sitting at the fence and watching horses…in other words, a horse racing fan.
Superfecta Blog- A Superfecta is a type of exotic bet where, in order to win, you have to pick the first four finishers in a race in order.
Tote Board Brad- The Tote Board is the large screen in the center of a racetrack infield which gives information about wagering, track conditions, and betting pools.
View from the Quarter Pole- This is a reference to one of the many poles situated around the track for measuring purposes. It’s situated a quarter of a mile (2 furlongs) back from the finish line. So when horses hit the Quarter Pole in a race, they have a quarter mile yet to run. There are equally non-inventive names for all the other poles as well (Half Mile Pole,Three Quarters Pole, etc.). Just remember to count backwards from the finish.
And of course…
Blacktype Blog- When a horse becomes a stakes winner his name is forever recorded in breeding charts in BOLD CAPITALS. If a horse places in a stakes race, his name gets written in bold, but without the caps. Collectively, this is phenomenon is referred to as Blacktype. When a horse gets blacktype, or is looking for the same, he’s a stakes quality animal.
I’ve had some requests for a brief tutorial in horse racing terminology. I have to admit, the sport does have a language all its own. It’s been around a loooooong time, enough time to develop its own dialect. However, if what you’re looking for is just a basic list of horsey words and their meanings, you can find that elsewhere on the web. Like here. Or here. No, what I’ll provide is a specific subset of terminology that bloggers tend to use, so that readers can better navigate the turbid waters of the internet horse racing community. I’ll start off with a short explanation of the clever names of some of my fellow blogger’s pages (which can be found at right), because they represent an interesting cross section of lingo:
Brooklyn Backstretch- The Backstretch is the term for the stretch of racing surface on the far side of the track (away from the grandstands). It is also used to refer to the barn areas at a track, because these are traditionally located behind the backstretch itself.
Curb My Enthusiasm- A Curb is a type of bit (the metal piece on a bridle that goes in the horse’s mouth). It may also be used as a verb meaning to slow or stop, as basically that is what a bit is used to do to the horse.
Down the Stretch- The Stretch is the piece of track between the two curves which is closest to the grandstand. The finish line is located there. Although they aren’t sloped (usually), horses running the final parts of a horse race are said to be moving ‘down’ the stretch (“And down the stretch they come!”).
Green But Game- A horse who has little training or experience is said to be Green. A horse that tries hard in a race, win or lose, is said to be Game.
Handride- A Handride is a ride performed without the use of a whip. It means that when the horse was racing down the stretch, the jock didn’t feel it was necessary to urge him on to the finish. Basically, an easy win.
Left at the Gate- Horses break from a starting gate in order to maintain some sort of control over the race by having them all theoretically start at the same time. But sometimes the horse just gets caught flat footed when the doors clang open. While the rest of the more precocious field takes off, the sleeper gets Left at the Gate.
Post Parade- This is the name for the walk the horses take from the saddling paddock to the gate. It’s usually done in single file and, for the bigger races, is associated with specific songs (My Old Kentucky Home) and other pageantry. In that way, it is sort of a parade. Basically, though, it’s intended to give bettors (and owners) a last chance to see the horses before the race.
Railbird- The Rail is a term for the fence that runs around the edge of a racetrack. Correspondingly, a Railbird, is someone who’s always sitting at the fence and watching horses…in other words, a horse racing fan.
Superfecta Blog- A Superfecta is a type of exotic bet where, in order to win, you have to pick the first four finishers in a race in order.
Tote Board Brad- The Tote Board is the large screen in the center of a racetrack infield which gives information about wagering, track conditions, and betting pools.
View from the Quarter Pole- This is a reference to one of the many poles situated around the track for measuring purposes. It’s situated a quarter of a mile (2 furlongs) back from the finish line. So when horses hit the Quarter Pole in a race, they have a quarter mile yet to run. There are equally non-inventive names for all the other poles as well (Half Mile Pole,Three Quarters Pole, etc.). Just remember to count backwards from the finish.
And of course…
Blacktype Blog- When a horse becomes a stakes winner his name is forever recorded in breeding charts in BOLD CAPITALS. If a horse places in a stakes race, his name gets written in bold, but without the caps. Collectively, this is phenomenon is referred to as Blacktype. When a horse gets blacktype, or is looking for the same, he’s a stakes quality animal.
El Prado
Edgar Prado was just named as the jockey for Casino Drive. Although I hadn't mentioned it before, Casino Drive was having a bit of a jockey problem recently. His rider in the Peter Pan Stakes recently was none other than Kent Desormeaux, Big Brown's regular rider. Casino Drive's jock in his only other start was some Japanese bloke, and the owers were concerned about using a jockey unfamiliar with the track or with American racing ways. Up comes Edgar Prado who, if he can pull off a win next week against Mr. Big, will rightfully earn the title (in my mind at least) of Triple Crown Killer. He was also aboard Sarava, who upset War Emblem's bid for the crown back in 2002, and Birdstone, who ran down Smarty Jones in his Belmont Stakes loss.
In other news
-It hasn't been a good week to be a filly. Hell, it hasn't been a good month to be a filly. Nashoba's Key, a quality turf racemare who I was rather fond of, broke her leg kicking the side of her stall in a freak accident and had to be euthanized. To all those racing detractors that say the sport is dangerous for horses, here's proof that just standing in a safe, homely barn can be dangerous to horses. Meanwhile, Panty Raid (and there is an excellent horse name if I've ever heard one), another good mare, was retired from a non-career threatening injury. Why would she be retired from something that was non-career threatening? I have no idea. Her connections say it was because she wouldn't be able to race until fall. Yeah, well, there are races in the fall. There's races in the winter too, and next spring and...oh, just leave it. If they don't try to rush her into a breeding shed for a late cover then I will just have to shake my head in dismay.
-Curlin returned to the track Monday and worked a smooth six furlongs in 1:12.20 in preparation for the Stephen Foster Handicap on June 14th. Wow, a great racehorse not retired before the prime of his 4-year old career. Who would have thunk it?
Next time I think I'll do another Horse Racing for N00bs installment. So which lesson would you rather have: "Who's Your Daddy?", "What's in a Name?", "Horse Race Slang", or "How to Read a Past Performace Sheet".
In other news
-It hasn't been a good week to be a filly. Hell, it hasn't been a good month to be a filly. Nashoba's Key, a quality turf racemare who I was rather fond of, broke her leg kicking the side of her stall in a freak accident and had to be euthanized. To all those racing detractors that say the sport is dangerous for horses, here's proof that just standing in a safe, homely barn can be dangerous to horses. Meanwhile, Panty Raid (and there is an excellent horse name if I've ever heard one), another good mare, was retired from a non-career threatening injury. Why would she be retired from something that was non-career threatening? I have no idea. Her connections say it was because she wouldn't be able to race until fall. Yeah, well, there are races in the fall. There's races in the winter too, and next spring and...oh, just leave it. If they don't try to rush her into a breeding shed for a late cover then I will just have to shake my head in dismay.
-Curlin returned to the track Monday and worked a smooth six furlongs in 1:12.20 in preparation for the Stephen Foster Handicap on June 14th. Wow, a great racehorse not retired before the prime of his 4-year old career. Who would have thunk it?
Next time I think I'll do another Horse Racing for N00bs installment. So which lesson would you rather have: "Who's Your Daddy?", "What's in a Name?", "Horse Race Slang", or "How to Read a Past Performace Sheet".
Monday, May 26, 2008
Fly in the ointment
Just when you thought it was safe to start talking about the Triple Crown as if it might actually, possibly, maybe (please?) be happening this year, you get news like this. Big Brown, has been diagnosed with a small quarter crack in his left front foot (which for horse trivia nuts, may also be referred to as the 'near fore' hoof). So, what does this mean? Is he out of the game? No probably not, but it is a concern.
A quarter crack, also known a bit more archaically as a 'sandcrack', is basically a split in the hoof wall. Horses hooves are the functional equivalents of the human figernail and although they seem to be made of pretty tough stuff to us (especially when we're getting stepped on or kicked) they really are a piece of soft tissue. In other words, they can split and tear, just like when you break one of your own fingernails. It's not an uncommon injury for a horse, especially given the temendous pressure a thoroughbred racehorse puts on its hooves.
Now, I don't know about you, but when I break a nail I usually just file the rough edges off, and often that is soemthing you can do when a horse gets a little split in its hoof. However, you really can't do that with a quarter crack, because they begin at the coronet of the hoof. That's the name for band of semi-hoof running around the top of a hoof where it meets meets the horse's leg. It's essentially where the hoof is formed, and as I sort of implied above, it's not entirely hoof itself. You could compare it to the 'quick' of your fingernails. So, yes, with a quarter crack the hoof is essentially cut to the quick.
Quarter cracks can vary in severity, and their severity may be measured by both their length and depth. Length as measured by how long the crack appears from looking at it on the outside of the hoof (in Mr. Big's case, about 5/8 of a inch). Depth because there's pretty much no way to tell how deep into the hoof wall a crack goes just by looking at it. It's possible for a crack to split all the way down to where the hoof stops and flesh and bone begins, in which case there is a significant chance of infection. Here's some photos of quarter cracks with a range of severities from Big Brown's personal hoofcare guru (thanks for the link Left at the Gate!).
So, is this life threatening? No. Career threatening? No. Is it painful? Usually not (Big Brown is reportedly fine). Does it hurt his chance of going to the Belmont? Well, his trainer seems to think he's okay to go in now...but these things can change rapidly. Will it hurt his chances in the Belmont? Who can say? This horse has run on cruddy hooves all his life, this shouldn't make for much of a change. He's missing training, and that's never a good thing. His trainer stated in an interview that he may need to blow out the horse on raceday. I think someone must have heard him wrong, because who ever blows out a horse on race day anymore? Regardless, the point is, it's messing with his intensive training schedule, and that, just like with human atheletes, will throw him off his game. Just how much remains to be seen. Rick Dutrow is confident, but then Rick Dutrow's got a nametag that says 'Hello, my name is Arrogant Ass', so that's no big surprise. We'll just have to wait as see if the treament regimen thye've put him on actually works. Only two weeks time will tell.
A quarter crack, also known a bit more archaically as a 'sandcrack', is basically a split in the hoof wall. Horses hooves are the functional equivalents of the human figernail and although they seem to be made of pretty tough stuff to us (especially when we're getting stepped on or kicked) they really are a piece of soft tissue. In other words, they can split and tear, just like when you break one of your own fingernails. It's not an uncommon injury for a horse, especially given the temendous pressure a thoroughbred racehorse puts on its hooves.
Now, I don't know about you, but when I break a nail I usually just file the rough edges off, and often that is soemthing you can do when a horse gets a little split in its hoof. However, you really can't do that with a quarter crack, because they begin at the coronet of the hoof. That's the name for band of semi-hoof running around the top of a hoof where it meets meets the horse's leg. It's essentially where the hoof is formed, and as I sort of implied above, it's not entirely hoof itself. You could compare it to the 'quick' of your fingernails. So, yes, with a quarter crack the hoof is essentially cut to the quick.
Quarter cracks can vary in severity, and their severity may be measured by both their length and depth. Length as measured by how long the crack appears from looking at it on the outside of the hoof (in Mr. Big's case, about 5/8 of a inch). Depth because there's pretty much no way to tell how deep into the hoof wall a crack goes just by looking at it. It's possible for a crack to split all the way down to where the hoof stops and flesh and bone begins, in which case there is a significant chance of infection. Here's some photos of quarter cracks with a range of severities from Big Brown's personal hoofcare guru (thanks for the link Left at the Gate!).
So, is this life threatening? No. Career threatening? No. Is it painful? Usually not (Big Brown is reportedly fine). Does it hurt his chance of going to the Belmont? Well, his trainer seems to think he's okay to go in now...but these things can change rapidly. Will it hurt his chances in the Belmont? Who can say? This horse has run on cruddy hooves all his life, this shouldn't make for much of a change. He's missing training, and that's never a good thing. His trainer stated in an interview that he may need to blow out the horse on raceday. I think someone must have heard him wrong, because who ever blows out a horse on race day anymore? Regardless, the point is, it's messing with his intensive training schedule, and that, just like with human atheletes, will throw him off his game. Just how much remains to be seen. Rick Dutrow is confident, but then Rick Dutrow's got a nametag that says 'Hello, my name is Arrogant Ass', so that's no big surprise. We'll just have to wait as see if the treament regimen thye've put him on actually works. Only two weeks time will tell.
Friday, May 23, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
What the future holds
With Big Brown looking to make his 6th lifetime start ever in just over two weeks, with that performance possibly (nay, perhaps likely) to result in the first Triple Crown win in three decades, and with recent confirmation of his stud deal totaling $50 million dollars, the question on just about everyone's mind is what Big Brown is going to do after the Belmont. Clearly, the answer will be different if he loses, but I'm making the assumption at this point that he won't. There will be strong pressure to retire him right away to protect him (and his delicate footsies) from potential injuries that could occur later in the year. Some people would even agree with his connections for making such a decision (note: those people do not love horse racing as a sport).
However, it should be pointed out that there's no reason (other than to avoid potential injury) to retire Mr. Big this early in his 3-year old season. By mid-June all the mares that are going to conceive a 2009 foal already have. So Mr. Big won't have anything to cover until January as it is. Meanwhile, there's some lucrative races coming up that could line his owners pockets a little more. Finally, if Mr. Big does go on to take the crown, there will be only one solitary cloud darkening the horizon of his career (well, aside from his questionable feet), and that would be his failure to meet world-dominating 4-year old Curlin. If the two of them don't gear up for a match in the Breeder's Cup Classic this fall, this fan, at least, will be sorely disappointed. And I'm sure I'm not alone.
No one has yet to make any firm predictions for Big Brown's future, but Rick Dutrow did recently state that he's planning on the Travers and the Classic. Which is just fine by me.
In a completely unrelated matter, I'm thinking about making myself some designer Belmont wear for my big date in New York. Right now I'm caught between two proposed T-shirt ideas:
1. Election themed with stars and stripes (coincidentally mimicking the silks of Mr. Big) and the statement "Big Brown 2008"
2. Three crowns and the phrase "Born in 1979...Waiting ever since"
What do you think internets?
However, it should be pointed out that there's no reason (other than to avoid potential injury) to retire Mr. Big this early in his 3-year old season. By mid-June all the mares that are going to conceive a 2009 foal already have. So Mr. Big won't have anything to cover until January as it is. Meanwhile, there's some lucrative races coming up that could line his owners pockets a little more. Finally, if Mr. Big does go on to take the crown, there will be only one solitary cloud darkening the horizon of his career (well, aside from his questionable feet), and that would be his failure to meet world-dominating 4-year old Curlin. If the two of them don't gear up for a match in the Breeder's Cup Classic this fall, this fan, at least, will be sorely disappointed. And I'm sure I'm not alone.
No one has yet to make any firm predictions for Big Brown's future, but Rick Dutrow did recently state that he's planning on the Travers and the Classic. Which is just fine by me.
In a completely unrelated matter, I'm thinking about making myself some designer Belmont wear for my big date in New York. Right now I'm caught between two proposed T-shirt ideas:
1. Election themed with stars and stripes (coincidentally mimicking the silks of Mr. Big) and the statement "Big Brown 2008"
2. Three crowns and the phrase "Born in 1979...Waiting ever since"
What do you think internets?
Monday, May 19, 2008
Belmont Bound
The days are long at Belmont,
Speed they never learn,
And it's many a day since Man o' War
Has looped the upper turn.
Here I am, back to quoting poetry, but it fits, because apparently I'm going to New York. I've been to two Breeder's Cups in my day, but I've never seen a single leg of the Triple Crown while it was happenening. And, though I hesitate to say it becuase of my great fear of hubris, I do actually think it's happening...this year. Oh, yes, we've had close calls in the past, quite a few, in fact, in the last decade. Some, I knew wouldn't make it. When Real Quiet was making his run, I kept pointing at the horse perpetually in his shadow (Victory Gallop) and saying, "Watch that guy, he's gonna nip him in the end." Nip him in the end he did, though just barely. Same with Funny Cide, I really just didn't have any confidence in him. Smarty Jones I thought had a good chance, as good a chance as any I had ever seen. Charismatic was the first horse who ever broke my heart, breaking down in the stretch of that unforgiving mile and a half monster.
But Big Brown...I remember the first Derby edition of the BloodHorse I ever owned had a journalist recapping his favorite Kentucky Derbies. I don't remember the journalist, but I remember what he said about the Triple Crown. He said he thought Secretariat could do it, but he knew Seattle Slew would. At first I took that as him saying he thought Seattle Slew was the better horse, but now looking at it, I think it was really a comment on the various fields they faced. Secretariat knocked heads with Sham (who apart from his disadtrous Triple Crown defeats, was a darn good horse!), Forego (three time Horse of the Year), the persistent Our Native, the speedsters Angle Light and Ecol Etage, and Royal and Regal. Who did Slew face? Quality, yes, but not that kind of quality. And that's why the author thought Secretariat would win, but knew Slew would. It wasn't that the latter was better, just comparatively more dominant in his generation.
And that is Big Brown to a 'T'.
I didn't get to see much of the race, or even the pre-race coverage on Saturday. I was busy being a hostess. But, I did manage to take a few moments out from manning the stove to stand next to a TV turned to the race, and I caught it from about the beginning of the final turn on. I almost immediately was able to pick out Big Brown's now familiar silks. I saw him there, three wide around the curve, and I thought to myself, "Dear God, that horse is loafing." Well, it was either that or he was completely exhausted and being eased by Kent Desormaux, which I thought was highly unlikely. And so, as the field whipped into the straight away I found myself menatlly whispering, "Now. Now, is the time. Go right now!"
He heard me. He went. Race over. All that was left was to lean in close to the screen to hear the final order of finish. Back to the kitchen for the majority of the night. Excitement over.
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But then, really, the excitement is just beginning.
1. Big Brown- 1st
2. Gayego- 10th
3. Hey Byrn- 6th
4. Icabad Crane- 3rd
In other news
-My husband kept talking about this race they were showing on Today at Pimlico while I was busy baking. It was an impressive showing in the Peter Pan Stakes by a horse named Casino Drive, who I think you've heard me mention before. Currently, he's being touted as perhaps the last, best hope for knocking some sense into Big Brown. I'm not holding my breath. His jockey was quoted as saying that you often see a horse ship from overseas like that (Casino Drive had just come from Japan the week before his race) and then not do quite as well after they've had a rest. Mind you, his jockey may be biased, as he's got a different horse he'll be riding in the Belmont (cough, Big Brown).
-Okay, so one of my friends recently emailed me saying she heard that Big Brown was doped up during the Derby and was supposed to have been disqualified and now she's all mad because she doesn't think that it's fair he wasn't. To all of you out there in internets land- Big Brown tested clean for all illegal substances after the race. Yes there was some questions because his trainer is scum. We admit that, but that has no effect on how great his horse may be. No, there was nothing untoward. No, Eight Belles hadn't been given anything either. No, it is not the fault of her jockey/trainer/owner that she broke down. It was an awful accident.
Speed they never learn,
And it's many a day since Man o' War
Has looped the upper turn.
Here I am, back to quoting poetry, but it fits, because apparently I'm going to New York. I've been to two Breeder's Cups in my day, but I've never seen a single leg of the Triple Crown while it was happenening. And, though I hesitate to say it becuase of my great fear of hubris, I do actually think it's happening...this year. Oh, yes, we've had close calls in the past, quite a few, in fact, in the last decade. Some, I knew wouldn't make it. When Real Quiet was making his run, I kept pointing at the horse perpetually in his shadow (Victory Gallop) and saying, "Watch that guy, he's gonna nip him in the end." Nip him in the end he did, though just barely. Same with Funny Cide, I really just didn't have any confidence in him. Smarty Jones I thought had a good chance, as good a chance as any I had ever seen. Charismatic was the first horse who ever broke my heart, breaking down in the stretch of that unforgiving mile and a half monster.
But Big Brown...I remember the first Derby edition of the BloodHorse I ever owned had a journalist recapping his favorite Kentucky Derbies. I don't remember the journalist, but I remember what he said about the Triple Crown. He said he thought Secretariat could do it, but he knew Seattle Slew would. At first I took that as him saying he thought Seattle Slew was the better horse, but now looking at it, I think it was really a comment on the various fields they faced. Secretariat knocked heads with Sham (who apart from his disadtrous Triple Crown defeats, was a darn good horse!), Forego (three time Horse of the Year), the persistent Our Native, the speedsters Angle Light and Ecol Etage, and Royal and Regal. Who did Slew face? Quality, yes, but not that kind of quality. And that's why the author thought Secretariat would win, but knew Slew would. It wasn't that the latter was better, just comparatively more dominant in his generation.
And that is Big Brown to a 'T'.
I didn't get to see much of the race, or even the pre-race coverage on Saturday. I was busy being a hostess. But, I did manage to take a few moments out from manning the stove to stand next to a TV turned to the race, and I caught it from about the beginning of the final turn on. I almost immediately was able to pick out Big Brown's now familiar silks. I saw him there, three wide around the curve, and I thought to myself, "Dear God, that horse is loafing." Well, it was either that or he was completely exhausted and being eased by Kent Desormaux, which I thought was highly unlikely. And so, as the field whipped into the straight away I found myself menatlly whispering, "Now. Now, is the time. Go right now!"
He heard me. He went. Race over. All that was left was to lean in close to the screen to hear the final order of finish. Back to the kitchen for the majority of the night. Excitement over.
But then, really, the excitement is just beginning.
1. Big Brown- 1st
2. Gayego- 10th
3. Hey Byrn- 6th
4. Icabad Crane- 3rd
In other news
-My husband kept talking about this race they were showing on Today at Pimlico while I was busy baking. It was an impressive showing in the Peter Pan Stakes by a horse named Casino Drive, who I think you've heard me mention before. Currently, he's being touted as perhaps the last, best hope for knocking some sense into Big Brown. I'm not holding my breath. His jockey was quoted as saying that you often see a horse ship from overseas like that (Casino Drive had just come from Japan the week before his race) and then not do quite as well after they've had a rest. Mind you, his jockey may be biased, as he's got a different horse he'll be riding in the Belmont (cough, Big Brown).
-Okay, so one of my friends recently emailed me saying she heard that Big Brown was doped up during the Derby and was supposed to have been disqualified and now she's all mad because she doesn't think that it's fair he wasn't. To all of you out there in internets land- Big Brown tested clean for all illegal substances after the race. Yes there was some questions because his trainer is scum. We admit that, but that has no effect on how great his horse may be. No, there was nothing untoward. No, Eight Belles hadn't been given anything either. No, it is not the fault of her jockey/trainer/owner that she broke down. It was an awful accident.
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