Thursday, 1 August 2013

Everyone who knows me wonders why I wasted my time on Greyhound racing and I think it is time I told you why......

The short answer is that I loved dogs above all animals and I admired greyhounds for their nature and their speed.  Of the wild animals I was particularly fascinated by the hare because it could outrun every dog except the greyhound.  As a schoolboy I enjoyed seeing lurchers chasing hares on the heather at the foot of Muskish mountain.  They often got close enough to worry the quarry but were usually outwitted by it's expert turn.  When I was fifteen I got an old greyhound from a friend in Lifford.  On the way to the mountain with him I saw a hare in a flat meadow.  The hound spotted it too and I could not resist releasing him.  He killed it after the second turn.  I still remember my excitement and mixed emotion.  I was pleased for the dog but sorry for the hare that had been so agile, nimble and evasive -- now lying there --so still and ever so dead.

When I went to the veterinary college I was most interested in studying the injuries sustained by greyhounds and horses.   In my third year I stayed in the digs run by Mrs O 'Meara in Sandymount.   Her husband Jim usually had three or four greyhounds in training.   The rate for the digs was thirty bob a week but for me it was twenty five because I got up at six o,clock every morning to help Jim gallop the hounds on the strand before people arrived to exercise their terriers.   When Jim had runners at Shelbourne or Harolds Cross I often went with him to parade them before their races.   Jim introduced me to other trainers like Michael Collins, John O 'Connor, Jim Davis, Paddy Moclair, Danny Kelly and Paul McKenna.   I picked up some useful knowledge from all of them and Paul's nephew Gay remained a friend throughout his life.   Gay's sister Peg married Tom Lynch who was destined to train one of my all-time favourites.  This was Spanish Battleship the unique sixty two -  pound three times Irish Derby winner.  In the early years of the sport new tracks sprang up like mushrooms all over Britain. Up to 90,000 people were attracted to major meetings to see the best hounds though  fraudulent races and decisions were not uncommon from the start.   Forty years later when I established the  Greyhound Council to try saving what was left of our image I was joined by an honest gentleman who was involved at the beginning -- the highly respected Fred Whitehead.   Fred was the first manager at Belle Vue and the White City in Manchester.   The G.R.A. promoted him to the White City in London in '31.   The Greyhound Express which was sold for two pennies covered racing at the original six NGRC tracks.  The Editor Jack Gibbons wanted to also report racing from the independent Hackney which was attracting equally large crowds.  But he was baulked by the G.R.A. :  They refused to let him have their list of runners.     Fred resigned from the G.R.A. and became general manager of Hackney & Hendon.   Against Fred's wishes this company joined the NGRC four years later.   However he remained with them until 1966 .  By then he concluded that greyhound racing had lost its soul.   Without statutory control he saw no secure future for it and he retired to live in Brighton.

I was naive enough to hope that the NGRC would adopt my democratic policy. Instead, they somehow managed to persuade the innocent man who was leader of the penalising gang to ''warn me off''. The charge was ''supporting tracks operating outside their rules''.  These tracks were in fact equally licensed by the law as they were. They banned me for only six months, expecting me to come crawling back begging to train a dog under their rotten rules.  Shortly afterwards, I met the noble leader one day at Sutheby's, and he said he was sorry.   I told him not to worry, because I would never be under their rules again  even if  I lived  to be a hundred.
We had 750 members paying the £1 subscription which enabled us to sponsor races for the first year.  Then my supporters began disappearing like flies on a November day.    I continued visiting the odd track and presenting trophies with funds that my wife and kids wanted -- nearly as much as --the struggling tracks did. Then in '94 the Sporting Life Directors -- to their credit -- announced £750 for a race at Bolton for entries in stud book names.  But it was strangled before it was read by many.   The NGRC secretary who was an ex-trainer announced that 'his' trainers were not allowed to support this race.    

Here is a list of nearly all the closed tracks I knew or heard of .
   
Armadale   Arms Park,   Ashfield, Askern  Ayr   Barnsley  Bedford  Bedwelty   Berwick    Biggin Hill,  Blackburn   Blackpool  Blantyre  Bolton  Boston   Boundary Park,   Bournemouth, Bradford – City,  &  Greenfield,   Brandon,  Bream  Sands,  Breck  Park,  Brimington, Brookville Park, Burnley, Bury,  Bury St Edmunds,   Caledonian Park,   Cambridge, Canterbury  Carfin,  Carntyne,  Catford,  Central,  Charlton,   Chester,  Chesterfield, Chesterton   Chingford Road,   Clacton,   Clapton,   Cleveland Park,   Cleethorpes   Coalville,  Coatbridge   Cowbrige  Cowdenbeath  Corbie Wood,    Cradley Heath,   Crossgates  Dagenham  (2)    Darnall   Derby   Dundee   Dunfermline   Earls Barton,   Eastville  Exeter Falkirk Feltham Firhill, Firs Park,Fforesffath  Galston  Gateshead   Glastonbury  Gloucester   Gosforth  Gretna  Hackney   Halifax  Hanley   Harringay   Hartlepool   Hawick   Hazel Grove,   Hendon    Highgate, Hinckley   Hull   Hunslet   Huntingdon   Hyde Park,   Ipswich  Irvine   Keighley  Kilmarnock   Kings Heath, Kinsley,  Kirkcaldy   Knowle   Larkhall   Leeds --- Elland road, Fullerton & Parkside,  Leicester  Linlithgow   Long Eaton,  Loudwater  Luton Maidstone Mansfield  March,   Marsh Barton,     Martins Field,   Melton Mowbray,   Methil   Mildenhall  Milton Keynes,   Motherwell,  Mount Vernon, New Cross,  Newport   Newton-Abbot,  Northampton  Norton Canes, Norwich City, Oldham ParkRoyal, Peterborough, Plymouth, Poolstock (Wigan) Portsmouth   Powderhall   Portobello  Preston   Ramsgate  Rayleigh  Reading   Rochdale  Rochester , Rotherham   Rye House, Salford   Scarlet Park,  Seaforth   Shotts   Skewen   Slough   Somercoates   Southall  Southend  Southampton   South Shields,    Stamford Bridge,    Spennymoor  Stainforth,    Stanley in Liverpool,  and the other in Durham,  Stenhouse Stockport  Stockton,  Stoke,   St. Bernards, in Edinburgh  St. Helens,  Stevenston   Stone House,  Stratford,  Sutton in Ashfield,  Swadlincote  Swaffham   Swansea  Swindon,  Syston   Taffs Well,    Tamworth  Taunton   Temple Mills,    Thornton,  Torquay,  Townhead   Tranent    Wakefield    Warrington    Wallyford   Walthamstow  Workington  Wandsworth   Warwick  Watford   Wembley   West  Ham,   Weymouth  West Houghton, Wheatley- Hill,  Whitwood   Wigan  Willenhall   Wilmslow,  Winsford   Wisbech   Wishaw, Workington, Worksop    Wombwell - Hough & Station Road ,  Yarmouth, Yeovil  and seven  White  Cities - in  Cardiff,  London, Glasgow, Nottingham,  Liverpool,  Manchester,  Newcastle.    There were also about six with names I cannot remember.  I have had a runner at one hundred and thirty three of them and I have been to another twenty four.
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This is the wide end of this pear-shaped track on my first tour of Australia in '95.   It was a memorable view.  I had never before seen such a safe track.   For the rest of the day I kept asking myself  why I did not come here 47 years ago ? - when I wanted to. I would have avoided the anguish of seeing at least 50 unfortunate greyhounds with career -ending injuries during every year of my working life..



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