"We accomplished what we wanted to do," said trainer Greg Gilchrist Sept. 18. "It was all about giving him quality (time). We did everything we could for him. He was happy and content right up to the end. He went quietly and easily."The Champion Sprinter of 2005 (and deservedly so) epitomized much of what is good about the sport. He was a horse of modest beginnings who earned his fanfare on his ability, rather than from prominent connections and fancy bloodlines. His connections shunned the temptation to run him in Triple Crown races at distances far beyond his ability, as well as the lure of big money offers from others who likely would have done exactly that. His campaign was a fair balance of stakes races at the major race meetings, along with opportunities for the fans at his home base in Northern California to see him in action. He won ten races in a row, showing brilliant speed, and the heart to prevail in seven furlong races that were probably an eighth of a mile beyond his optimal distance.
Gilchrist had just finished grazing Lost in the Fog outside his barn at Golden Gate Fields on the San Francisco Bay Sept. 17, which he did twice daily, and was heading to the paddock to saddle a horse when Lost in the Fog went into distress.
Yet you could feel Lost in the Fog's detractors dancing a jig when he went down to defeat in the Breeders Cup. I'll never understand why some people were so anxious to see him lose, especially considering the integrity and modesty of his human connections. I suppose they were putting their own egos and reputations ahead of what undoubtedly would have been far, far better for the sport. Some even suggested that a horse from the barn of a trainer who was suspended for illicit medication should win the Eclipse award instead. I hope they all feel really stupid now.