Robin Oakley

Goodwood is Ascot without the vulgarity, Aintree without the spray tans

It just needs to keep its sponsors under slightly better control

James Doyle riding Kingman at Goodwood Photo: Getty 
issue 09 August 2014

If I get to choose where to spend my last day on earth it will probably be at Glorious Goodwood. Goodwood is Ascot without the added vulgarity, Aintree without the spray tans, a garden party spiced up with some of the most ruthlessly competitive sport you can hope to watch. The Dash at Epsom apart, the five and six furlong races at Goodwood are the fastest you are likely to see horses running anywhere.

It was all about speed, too, when the mighty Kingman prevailed in the mile-long Sussex Stakes duel with Toronado. Champion jockey Richard Hughes had his game plan ready for Kingman’s rider James Doyle. He aimed to kick on first off a slow pace and steal a length or two in the hope that Kingman wouldn’t respond fast enough to catch him. In what became a two-furlong race after a dawdle, Hughes executed the tactics perfectly — only for Kingman to whoosh past him like Lewis Hamilton with his trousers on fire.

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