Copy link Copied Copy link Copied Subscribe to gift this article Gift 5 articles to anyone you choose each month when you subscribe. Already a subscriber? Login It’s 11am on a Thursday and Ireland’s summer weather is living up to its notoriously fickle reputation. The gallops at Ballydoyle are enveloped in a fine damp mist and racehorse trainer Aidan O’Brien stands trackside intently analysing a group of two-year-old colts charge past.
First gallop done, the group of 45 horses turns back then proceeds past the 54-year-old in a single line. “OK, gentle again: good man, Aaron. Thank you, Steve.
Thank you, Camilla, good girl ...
” His voice metronome-like, O’Brien name-checks every rider without missing a beat. Loading..
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