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8601200390
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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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860503
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Saturday, May 03, 1986
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METRO FINAL
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SPT
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1C
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<BYLINE>
MITCH ALBOM
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Copyright (c) 1986, Detroit Free Press
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<HEADLINE>
BRITISH HORSE LIKES BEER, BUT DOESN'T SAY 'BUSCH!'
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LOUISVILLE, Ky. -- What could be more American than drinking beer and not
showering after a workout?  Hey, half my college roommates fit that
description. So it's very comforting to find a guy with  similar habits right
here at the Kentucky Derby. Only the guy isn't American. Nor, when you get
right down to it, is he a guy.
He is a horse.

  A British horse.
  His name is Bold Arrangement,  imported from England -- he flew over on a
Boeing 707, which is a story in itself -- and he is, you'll pardon the
expression, a  dark horse in today's 112th Run for the Roses. Even though we
ride on  the wrong side of the street, so to speak. The Brits race their
horses clockwise. We race counter-clockwise.
  A culture clash. What else is new? In recent years, foreigners have stuck
their flags  into many traditionally American competitions, including the U.S.
Open tennis tournament (won by Czechs), the Masters (Germans and Spaniards),
the America's Cup (Australians) and the American League  East (Canadians). So
why not horses?
  Especially horses who drink beer and skip showers. You gotta like that.
Every morning here at Churchill Downs, Bold Arrangement goes for his track run
and works  up a nice sweat. Then, instead of being hosed off like the American
horses, he lies in the grass, rolls on one side, then turns over and does the
other. Sort of an organic towel-off.His mane isn't blow- dried,  either.
  "Helps keep the natural oils in the body," explains Raymond Richards, a
gray-haired British industrial investor who co-owns the horse with his
brother, Anthony. "Besides, it's a bit chilly out here, isn't it? Why take a
chance on a cold?"
  Yeah. My college buddies used to say the same thing. And like them, after a
good workout, Bold Arrangement likes to chow down on some feed, mixed  with a
couple of cans of beer. Guinness Stout, naturally. Imported. 
  What did you expect? Budweiser?
Did he fly first-class?
  "He likes the taste of the beer," says Anthony Richards. "It's quite
something."
  Yes. Quite. Roger. Cheerio. Supah-dupah. OK. Sorry. The sound of British
accents here in bluegrass country is actually sort of refreshing. Only two
British horses have  won this race,  one in 1917, the other in 1959. But it
has been a dozen years since hoofs from the Motherland even kicked up Kentucky
Derby dirt, which is part of the problem. Most British horses race on grass.
Switching to dirt is like a racquetball player switching to tennis.
  "It takes a certain kind of horse," says Clive Brittain (yes, that's his
real name), Bold Arrangement's trainer. "American races are speedier.  We
noticed this horse had a lot of pace left in the races he was winning in
England. That's what made me think he'd be a good shot for America."
  So began Bold Arrangement's bold journey. He took  a commercial flight last
month from London to the United States. He then spent 48 hours quarantined in
New York City (which is actually the safest way to visit there). Then came an
18-hour van ride  to Kentucky.
  And today, the big one. The Derby.
  "It's one of the greatest horse races in the world. That's why we're here,"
says Raymond Richards. "After this year, I think, this race won't be  just for
American-trained horses anymore. Others will try what we're doing."
  Now, a lot of Americans may say this is bad. But I say, what the heck! To
be fair, there would be no Kentucky Derby without the British. The thing
actually took its name in honor of an 18th Century English horse race.
  I didn't know that until five minutes ago. Nor did I know the Brits
invented the thoroughbred. But they  did. Several centuries ago, they
introduced a "cold-blooded" English horse to a "hot-blooded" Arabian horse,
the two fell in love, gave birth to a thoroughbred strain; the rest is
history.
  So, anyhow,  I figure the Brits sort of have a right to be here.  And to do
well, if that's in the cards.
  Personally, I'm rooting for Bold Arrangement to win today, not because of
his pedigree, but because Bold  Arrangement strikes me as a horse you can
relate to.
  In fact, I'm hoping if he wins, maybe we can hook up for a morning run on
Sunday. And when we're finished, we can skip the shower, just roll around  in
the grass for a while, then head for the stables to knock back a few cool
ones.
  "Smashing race," I'll say as we walk off. "So tell me, what college did you
go to?"
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COLUMN;HORSE;RACING
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