As the grandstand crowd bellied up to the rail, the jockeys eased their mounts into the gate. The starter held them there for a moment; then they were off. Nine two-year-olds broke into the head of the stretch and pounded past the grandstand in a cavalry charge. So far, it was just like any other horse race. But instead of rounding the turn and racing up the backstretch, the horses slowed to a stop. Fans swarmed onto the track and filled the air with flying Stetsons.
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