6-year-old mare Darling Bridezilla’s “career” defines mediocrity: In 33 starts, she only briefly escaped the claiming ranks, earning, along the way, a modest sum for her “connections.” Her last start was at Saratoga on August 3 – a $12,500 claiming race worth $25,000 (a pittance at this upper-crust track). So it is of little surprise that her death Tuesday garnered practically zero coverage from the racing press. In this world, Darling Bridezilla was a relative nobody.
As for the death itself, according to the NYS Gaming Commission, she was felled, presumably in her Saratoga stall, by a “cardiac incident.” Yes, the infamous “cardiac incident” – failed heart. (These not uncommon deaths – among, I remind, supposedly supremely conditioned, in-their-prime equine “athletes” – almost invariably remain unexplained.) The Commission, of course, wasted no time in relegating this to the “non-racing” bin, implying that its (Racing’s) hands are clean. Well, they’re not. Racing made this horse. Racing exploited this horse. Racing killed this horse. Period.