
Here’s the 2008 Grand National:
Then, after reading a bit about the history of this race I watched one of the most famous modern runs which took place in 2001 (part 1 and part 2). In the 2001 race 44 horses started and four finished. The horses that came in third and fourth actually fell earlier in the race and were remounted by their jockeys who rode to the finish.
I also watched the famous race that Dick Francis almost won in 1956.
Although I’d heard about the Grand National, I’d never known the specifics. It’s like no race that I’ve ever seen before. The race comprises 30 jumping efforts over 4 miles and 4 furlongs. It is run at about 800 meters per minute and it is truly the demolition derby of horse racing. In any given year, approximately 40 horses start the race and some years, only a handful finish. Horses and jockeys fall at literally every fence with many loose horses continuing to run — and jump — on their own (to all of those people who think that riders force their horses to jump, it’s fascinating to watch the horses that jump alongside those still mounted).
The fences are huge — the largest stands 5’2″– and with one exception, a water jump, all are covered with brush. Many of the jumps are so well known that they have nicknames.
Fence 7 & 23 is named Foinavon after a 100-to-one long shot who won the Grand National in 1967 after avoiding a huge pile up at this fence. A loose horse veered across the fence and kept every horse from successfully negotiating the fence except for Foinavon, who was too far behind. Foinavon avoided the pile up and went on to win by 15 lengths!
Fences 8 & 24 is the Canal Turn. This 5′ tall fence is positioned at a 90 degree turn to the left. If a horse jumps the fence straight, it causes them to lose ground so jockeys try to jump the fence at an angle.
Valentine’s Brook, jumped as fence 9 & 25, is similar to Becher’s Brook but not as severe. The fence got its name from one of the more bizarre events in Grand National history. In 1840, the Irish amateur jockey Alan Power laid a wager that he would be leading at the halfway mark on his mount Valentine. Determined to win the bet, Power was a furlong clear of the field at the Canal Turn but as he approached the next fence the horse slowed almost to a walk as if to pull up. At the last moment the horse changed his mind producing a spectacular corkscrew-type leap clearing both the fence and brook – which from then on became known as Valentine’s Brook.
Certainly, the Grand National is a test of endurance, talent and luck. It is hard to imagine a race like this in the US. It takes horse racing to an extreme that is both exhilarating and annihilating.