SI Vault
William Leggett
August 29, 1960
Adored in Europe, Holland's Hairos II came to the U.S. and won the International Trot at Roosevelt in a style befitting a champion
Decrease font Decrease font
Enlarge font Enlarge font
August 29, 1960

Everything They Said He Was

Adored in Europe, Holland's Hairos II came to the U.S. and won the International Trot at Roosevelt in a style befitting a champion

View CoverRead All Articles View This Issue

There was a sixteenth of a mile still to go, and 55,000 people stood and shouted and stamped their feet. Four horses were fanned out across the stretch and each of them had a chance to win the $50,000 International Trotting Championship at New York's Roosevelt Raceway.

A few feet from the inner rail was Tornese of Italy, who had led every step of the way. Pressed tightly against the rail was the sentimental and betting favorite of the biggest audience ever to attend a night harness race, the U.S.'s Silver Song. On the far outside, gaining ground after a hideous start, was another Italian competitor, Crevalcore. In the middle of all this, moving along almost gaily, was Hairos II from Holland, and he went on to win what is now one of the world's newest and freshest sporting classics.

Last August, when Roosevelt Raceway presented its first International, there were many people who believed that a harness racing event of this type would have trouble achieving status. Shouting the loudest in this group of dissenters were the majority of American horsemen, who believed that virtually any good U.S. trotter could beat the best of the Europeans and do it with little trouble at all.

In that first International, however, a brilliant French horse named Jamin won. Some of the voices were stilled, but others insisted that Jamin's victory was the result of luck. However, as Jamin went on to tour the U.S., beating our best trotters twice more, he convinced everyone that he was a superb racer—better than anything we had.

For last Saturday's race, Hairos II came to the United States with the highest credentials. As with Jamin, the European trotting experts found in Hairos those exciting qualities of speed, stamina and a willingness to fight hardest when the going looks the toughest. Hairos had earned victories abroad from France to Sweden and eastward to the edge of the Iron Curtain.

Nevertheless, American trotting fans still backed their representative, Silver Song, and Hairos left the starting gate at virtually the same odds as Jamin had in 1959. (Jamin paid $11.70 in the tote in 1959, and Hairos paid $11.90 this year.)

At 5:30 on the afternoon of this second International, Hairos' trainer-driver, 6-foot 3-inch, 260-pound Willem Geersen, hitched him to a sulky. The two moved slowly and virtually unnoticed as the rest of the field of six dozed or munched hay in their stalls. Geersen took Hairos to the Roosevelt training track and gave him a brisk mile-and-five-eighths workout in the 80� heat. Hairos returned to his stall lathered up but content and happy.

When Geersen was asked about this rather unusual tactic, he said, "I always give Hairos a good workout on the day of a race. It keeps him on his toes. Americans work their horses out the night of a race, but I prefer to give my horse a good work in the afternoon. I know that it must seem strange to the American harness people, but, after all, Hairos is not an American."

Of all the drivers in the International, Geersen seemed by far the most confident before the race. Two hours before the horses were introduced to the public, Presiding Judge John Cashman called the drivers together to explain (through an interpreter) the racing rules. As Cashman spoke, Geersen leaned on the paddock rail, a sports jacket covering his gray-and-red silks. His driving britches were immaculately white, and he delicately puffed away at a cigarette held in a holder. Judge Cashman explained how a foul was to be claimed in case trouble arose during the race. Geersen listened without interest. Cashman explained what would happen in the event of a false start, but Geersen merely fingered his white driving helmet with the flag of the Netherlands on it. Cashman explained that the winning driver would return his horse to the paddock after the trophy ceremonies and would then be taken to the press box for interviews. Now Willem Geersen perked up. "Who," he asked through an interpreter, "will take my horse and where is this press box?"

A prerace precaution

Continue Story
1 2
Related Topics
Willem Geersen 1 0 0
John Cashman 1 0 0
United States 8021 0 232
Du Quoin 38 0 0
Netherlands 132 0 0