John Oxx by Donn Mcclean
John Oxx By Donn McClean Irish Oaks day 1960, a young boy, just days short of his 10th birthday, climbs the stand at The Curragh. It is the old stand on the far side of the winning post, the one where the `ordinary' folk tend to congregate, and the balcony at the top is packed, but John Oxx is able to squeeze and squirm his way through the bodies to gain a good vantage point at the front. There are major benefits to being 10. John's father, also John, has two fillies in the Oaks, Azurine and Lynchris, but it is Lynchris who is the focus of the boy's interest. Bought by his father himself, she has the potential to be top class, and she has a favourite's chance of landing a first Irish Oaks, a first Classic, for trainer John Oxx. It is a gloomy day, and young John peers intently up the straight into the murk, no big screen in front of him, no small screens behind him, just a pair of naked eyes and a heart that races. And then he sees her, first a grey blur then a vivid picture of grace, Lynchris and Australian Bill Williamson emerging from the mist, clear of their field. Truth be told, the youngster doesn't see another horse, and Lynchris has an easy six lengths in hand at the line. Some 48 years on, and the Oxx association with the Irish Oaks remains constant. Lynchris was the first of four winners of the Classic for Oxx senior and, although there was a 30-year lull without an official Oxx Oaks victory after Pampalina's win in 1967, normal service was resumed with victory for Ebadiyla in 1997, and continued when Winona landed the Classic the following year.
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