RANCHERS in America coined the
term maverick to describe calves who are either swift or elusive
enough to escape being branded.
Time
has seen the phrase broadened to encompass any independent or unorthodox
individual who stands apart from the herd. So, as racing continues
in limbo following the outbreak of foot and mouth disease, step
forward Michael William Easterby.
Here is a man who has ploughed
his own furrow in life, irrespective of what others think, and left
an impression on racing as much for his outspoken nature and eccentricity
as his considerable achievements on the racecourse.
Regulars on the northern circuit are well used to seeing Easterby
rail against officialdom, often for abandoning a meeting prematurely
or, just occasionally, for ruling that one of his runners could
have been given a more vigorous ride.
Such outbursts are manna from heaven
for reporters - who have come to expect the unexpected from him
- but Easterby's latest stand against authority sees him branded
in some quarters as a traitor to the very countryside which moulded
him.
As one of the biggest crises to
hit racing in more than 30 years tightened its grip last week, Easterby
broke new and potentially unpopular ground with his vehement opposition
to the decision to suspend racing during the foot and mouth outbreak.
While almost every other prominent
figure in the sport echoed the familiar mantra of short-term pain
for long-term gain, he swam against the tide by forming what many
saw as an unholy trinity with John McCririck and Bookmakers' Committee
chairman Warwick Bartlett in condemning the suspension out of hand.
But Easterby is no talking head in need of racing to continue to
feed his income and ego, nor is he a hired gun paid to promote the
continued welfare of Britain's betting shops. On the contrary, Easterby
is a stockman from the peak of his cap to the tips of his toes,
with as much of the North Yorkshire landscape as the eye can see
under his care and 300 head of cattle stationed not a mile from
his Sheriff Hutton yard.
With a disinfected boot in both
camps, he stands in a better position than most who have been quick
to volunteer off-the-cuff opinions of late, and despite his extensive
farming interests, he continues to insist that racing should not
have been suspended.
He says: "The fact is that people
are afraid of their own shadows nowadays and, although some of them
mean well, that doesn't mean they should dictate what happens to
the whole racing industry."
Some of his logic may be a shade
fuzzy, but Easterby is in no mood to backtrack and his views have
slowly but surely gained support as the debate over whether racing
should continue to batten down the hatches rages on. He says: "Believe
me, I would hate to see racing responsible for helping spread this
disease, but I'm dead against racing shutting down when other sports
who put animals at a much bigger risk carry on as normal. "I can't
remember that much about the 1967 outbreak, but I do know the Ministry
of Agriculture said that stopping racing then had next-to-no impact
in helping control the problem and they're saying exactly the same
again now."
Surprisingly, in view of the general
reaction to recent events, Easterby reports that most of his owners
- including several from farming backgrounds - support his stand
for a return to racing at certain tracks, provided the right measures
are in place for horses and racegoers.
How many others within racing break
ranks to voice similar views this week will be fascinating to see,
but Easterby is itching to return to business as usual.
"I've
been training horses longer than most and even after all
this time I still wake up with a tingle every morning
wondering whether I can land a little touch."
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"Cheltenham won't be the same without the Irish
and I'd love to see them there, but if they can't travel then so be
it. I'm certain racing would pose next to no threat to farming provided
the proper precautions are in place, so let's take notice of what
the experts say and get on with the job," he says.
Foot and mouth aside, Easterby continues to run one of the most consistently
successful dual-purpose yards in Britain in his own inimitable fashion.
If Cheltenham does go ahead, he
plans to be represented by the progressive dual Wetherby winner
Meadowbank. He describes his National Hunt Chase candidate as "a
beautiful horse".
In addition, Easterby has also
been making hay on the all-weather of late, thanks to the prolific
Silver Socks. The much-improved grey remains on the market despite
the fact that his trainer placed an advert in this paper last month
with the alluring headline, "Can you hear the sound of opportunity
knocking?"
No-one did, or at least not at
the asking price, but, having taken his record in February to five
wins from six starts on the last day before racing was suspended
at Wolverhampton, Silver Socks is spending his enforced break with
an ambitious campaign being mapped out for him.
"He's bouncing at home and I reckon
he can beat the record of ten handicaps in a season when racing
starts up again," booms his owner-trainer, before swiftly adding
that the `For Sale' sign still hangs above the Petong gelding's
box.
How much it will take to secure
the latest Sheriff Hutton moneyspinner is a matter to be discussed
only with serious bidders, but with racing at such a low ebb, Easterby
refuses to succumb to the mood of doom and gloom.
"With all the jumpers ready to
run again and 60 horses to get ready for the Flat season I've no
time for moping around," he says. "I've been training horses longer
than most and even after all this time I still wake up with a tingle
every morning wondering whether I can land a little touch."
For his sake, and for racing's,
let us hope the maverick is running loose again soon-as well as
safely.
More Mick
Easterby here.