End of Seabiscuit

I recently finished Seabiscuit: An American Legend by Laura Hillenbrand. It was a great story, Seabiscuit was a race horse during the great depression who drew ridiculous crowds to his races. In what is considered to be on of the most famous sporting events of all time, a 1v1 race between Seabiscuit and his rival War Admiral. Seabiscuit was a huge underdog despite his many accomplishments. Over 70,000 people were in the stadium where the race was run and thousands more on the nearest rooftops and lamposts, just trying to get a glimpse of the race. Plus there was millions tuned in on their radios. Seabiscuit one the race not by his speed but by his heart. They were both incredibly fast horses, but Seabiscuit's injured jockey, Red Pollard, said so himself, and he sure was right. Red had been replaced by the Iceman, George Woolf, one of the greatest jockey's of all time. The horses were dead even for the majority, but both were winded towards the end. Seabiscuit refused to lose he would not slow down and he one the race by about ten lengths (which is some horse racing distance that I never figured out what it translated to in feet.) This book made me appreciate horse racing much more, previous to this story I had always considered horse racing to hardly even be a sport, but now I see how fit jockey's actually have to be and how they are the athletes who actually give more for their sport than any other athletes. It was truly a great book and I recommend it to anyone.