"Gold Ship was still closing in, and Gentildonna wasn't giving an inch!"
"The final hundred meters of the straight!"
"Japan Jordan was catching up too!"
Gold Ship and Gentildonna were expected contenders, but no one had expected Japan Jordan to perform so well in this race.
Sure enough, Tokyo Racecourse suited him better.
But another consecutive victory would be extremely difficult for Japan Jordan. Two towering obstacles stood ahead of him.
Between the two elite foreign jockeys, Koichi Sasaki hardly looked outclassed at all.
The gap kept shrinking!
Although Gentildonna had the weight advantage, Gold Ship had been conserving his strength at the back all along.
His condition and rhythm were bound to be much better than Gentildonna's too. After all, Devotee up ahead had also been pressured from several directions.
Seeing Gold Ship catch up, Japan Jordan unleashed another burst of strength.
Those two were born to dislike each other.
William Buick urged his mount forward even harder, adding two strokes of the whip in between.
There was still a chance.
A scramble before the finish line!!
Compared with the thrill of other races won by huge margins, this one clearly held far more suspense.
This was also the most exciting moment.
"Gold Ship and Gentildonna were neck and neck!!"
"Stylish Ruby was closing in on the far outside too. What a fast final kick!!"
In the last hundred-odd meters, this daughter of Deep Impact had also unleashed a powerful final kick.
The four horses were now locked in a tense struggle.
"The final five meters! Gold Ship had the advantage in size!!"
Ryan Moore was naturally the most anxious at that moment.
He really hadn't expected Gold Ship to catch them, let alone edge slightly ahead.
William Buick could only feel helpless, and the jockey on Stylish Ruby