So it comes down to this. After five years of harness racing headlines, hype and heartache, Auckland Reactor has four minutes left in which to right the wrongs. To make anybody care. To matter again. Because Auckland Reactor used to really matter.
As hard as it is to believe now, the now New Zealand Cup outsider arrived on the harness racing scene a gamechanger, the equine version of the Iphone. He went from unraced three-year-old to Sires' Stakes hero in months and was acclaimed champion trainer Mark Purdon's greatest ever horse.
The Great Brown Hope was sold for around $4million and his life became a reality show, equipped with fake horror. There was the episode where he nearly died before the Harness Jewels; the debacle of Purdon's suspension and the driver merry-go-round at the Gold Coast Inter Dominions.
They had to cordon off his race night stall at Alexandra Park because too many people wanted to see The Reactor. Never happened before or since.
Reactor's subsequent North American campaign went about as badly as Sarah Palin's, and he returned home to a throat operation and a stalled stallion career. Last season there was the false dawn of his Flying Stakes win before another Cup week injury, followed by some truly superb performances in the Australian summer before the inevitable Inter Dominion Final implosion.
Yet,started this season the highest rated of Purdon's then six Cup chances. He looked great, his work was fluent. He was back.
But the closest he has finished in three race starts is sixth. The one-time Cup favourite could, or at least should, start 20-1 in tomorrow's New Zealand Cup.
But, with his new pilot Maurice McKendry, is no longer racing for stakes and trophies. He is racing for something far more important.
If by some miracle he steps away safely tomorrow, actually puts his mind on the job, ignores the pain of aging joints and muscles and manages to run past about 14 of the best pacers going around,will turn back the clock. Pundits will claim they always knew he still had it, his Inter Dominion odds will be slashed, he will grace television and newspapers again, like he did when he was the $4million horse. He will be a player again, for the summer, for a stud career, for a place in our memories.
Or he could gallop away in the Cup, over-race like he doesn't want be an athlete anymore and lose the last of his fans. He could be little more than a name on a few discarded tote tickets, half a line in the race results.
Don't expect to see anybody wearing their bluecaps to Addington tomorrow. But maybe a few people will be searching for them, or those crinkled posters come Wednesday morning.
Maybe broodmare owners will start to think thatis the answer to their generic problems. Maybe we will all love him again.
But probably not.
by Michael GUERIN (Courtesy of HARNESS RACING NEW ZEALAND)