We all hung limp on the rail. Up in the press box Grantland Rice was writing that Seabiscuit's victory was "one of the greatest competitive efforts I have seen in a matter of forty years." No one who saw the race will forget it. I can still close my eyes and see Silent Tom tinkering with that little box of batteries and wires, the Iceman grinning catlike on the lead and McCarthy telling FDR and millions more, "Seabiscuit and War Admiral are head and head!" Throughout the century, in this greatest of all match races, the sport as a national spectacle rarely got any better or rose any higher than it did on that day.