When the specter of girl jockeys first reared its comely head, the boys in the tack room sneered in their silks. "If I can't outride a girl," growled one jockey, "I'll send my wife out here to take my place." "What's next?" asked an other. "Topless go-go riders?"
The jockeys' complaint was that a fragile female simply could not handle 1,000 Ibs. of race horse charging through the pack. There are hazards enough, they pointed out, without girl jockeys falling all over the track. But gradually, after several attempts to "boycott the...
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