I follow racing the same as I follow cricket or curling . . . or hockey, for that matter. But I happened to turn on the tube just as they made the final turn and hit the stretch, so I saw history made.
Congrats to all involved, and especially the one that did the work: the horse. At least he has a proper name to enter the record books, unlike that nag from a few years back, whose idiot owners named He's Not Here or Bite My Butt or Eat My Shorts or something equally stupid. Oh, I'll Have Another, that was it. What a sin that would have been.