Neigh-!
"All right, Ship, stop fooling around. Let's go back and rest."
Mirai patted Gold Ship on the chest as she spoke.
No one had expected Gold Ship to suddenly throw a tantrum. One person alone couldn't budge the horse, but fortunately, the Young Master hadn't been hurt.
If he had been injured falling off, he would probably have had to withdraw from this week's races.
Snort-
Gold Ship tossed his head.
Once his tantrum was over, he turned to look at Koichi.
"What are you looking at me for? This wasn't my fault. You're the one who slacked off and couldn't beat him."
Koichi brushed the dust off himself as he spoke.
It had happened suddenly, but fortunately, he had kept things under control.
"Sasaki, are you all right?"
Yuichi Fukunaga rode over on One-Way Passage.
He had honestly been rather shaken.
How could a jockey possibly be a match for a racehorse? Especially one as big as Gold Ship. When he reared up, everyone felt the pressure.
Being Gold Ship's regular jockey really wasn't an easy job. This was far too dangerous.
"I'm fine. I've gotten a little used to it by now."
Koichi smiled and rubbed One-Way Passage's nose.
By comparison, One-Way Passage was much better behaved.
Perhaps after losing this time, Gold Ship would stop slacking off so much during training. Koichi had urged him forward several times during the session, but the horse hadn't responded at all.
"I imagine word of this will spread through the racing community today. The reporters outside might even write something about it."
Yuichi Fukunaga shook his head.
There was naturally plenty of buzz surrounding Gold Ship at the moment, and quite a few people had witnessed what had happened today.
The people nearby were also watching them and discussing