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Posted July 10, 2013
Posted August 30, 2011
Not much of a story . Seemed more like facts from a newspaper clipping. The author did not engage the reader whatsoever. Couldnt even get you intrtested in thr spirit or drive of the so called big horses. Really poorly writtenWas this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted February 19, 2011
Posted October 19, 2005
The author rediscovers horse racing after allowing life and work to interupt his track-hound pursuits. His rediscovery includes a meeting with P.G. Johnson, a Hall of Fame trainer who he just missed meeting decades earlier. In a skillful and often sentimental style, McGinniss meanders across the years and exposes two lives well-lived. Johnson always knew he wanted to be a trainer he found himself and found his calling on the racetrack backside. McGinniss seems less centered as he reports on his a sometimes desultory life: a father who died before the son could really know him, college life with its frequent track visits, an early career that still left time for the horses, a long marriage--not much discussed in the book--that ended and seems to have, partly, provoked the journey that yielded this book. McGinniss's text alternates with long passages of P.G's first-person narrative. (I assume the author recorded some interviews, and, while he might have taken some editorial liberties, he lets the trainer's voice come through.) As a race-goer and thoroughbred breeder and owner, I appreciated both voices and points of view. A quick, easy, yet thought-provoking read--recommended for horse players, historians, sports nuts, and people who enjoy memoirs.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted July 12, 2013
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