The whips cracked on Slew and Gate Dancer. Once, twice, three times. As they left the eighth pole, the three became one. "I was getting it from both sides," Cordero said. "The inside horse was laying on me. The outside horse coming in on me. I was bouncing off one and then the other."
Wild Again wouldn't yield. "He ran with courage," Day said. "Slew O' Gold had every chance to run by me, and he didn't do it."
Slew hung. So did Gate Dancer. The wire loomed. Now Slew faded, and Gate Dancer made a final charge, but it was too late.
It appeared on tape that Wild Again had come out as much as Gate Dancer had come in, both of them culprits in squeezing Slew, but the stewards took down Gate Dancer and allowed the winner to stand. But then Wild Again had beaten off one attack after another to earn his victory.
"I'm on cloud nine!" Volkman said, floating by.
"Hallelujah!" shouted Day.
Of Wild Again's three owners, Beal was the only one not there to see it. He had undergone quadruple bypass surgery the day before the race. "Terry had the choice of having surgery on Friday or Monday," said Scarlette Booth, the trainer's fianc�e, "and he figured he'd better have it on Friday, because if he had to watch the race he might have a heart attack." So Beal watched from his hospital bed and survived not only the stretch run but the inquiry. "He's doing fine," said Nina Martin, Allen's girl friend.
It was Martin who named the first winner of the Breeders' Cup Classic. They were all sitting around in New Orleans one night, partying, when someone said, "Let's go out and get wild again."
"That's a good name for a horse," Martin said. "Wild Again." After banking the winner's share of $1,350,000, the winning crew was ready to paint a town once more. "We'll get wild again tonight," Martin said. "For sure."