How We Failed Barbaro

by: Laura Hillenbrand
(Reprinted from Bloodhorse.com) Oxford Prince died in front of me, a breath before the finish line at Timonium, some 25 years ago. His leg had broken, sending him into a ghastly tumble, his jockey kissing off the ground like a stone on a still pond. When the vet came, the colt lifted his leg obediently, and the cannon bon ...