Winning was everything. It was my sole purpose, what I existed for, what I desired with all my heart, and what I seemed to be born for.
In the dream, I triumphed in the race. The shouts transformed into cheers, and those cheers lifted me up as if on wings, like a powerful wave. But it was the winning itself that mattered; not the cheering. I awoke in the darkness, as I often did, at four in the morning.
There was silence. No cheering, just an eerie silence.
I could still vividly feel the way I moved in harmony with the horse, the ripple of muscles through both our striving bodies, united as one. I could still sense the irons around my feet, the calves of my legs gripping tightly, the balance, the nearness of the stretching brown neck to my head, the mane blowing into my mouth, and my hands firmly on the reins.
At that moment, the second awakening occurred. The real one. The moment when I first stirred and opened my eyes, and remembered that I would never ride in any more races, ever.
Sid Halley is the quintessential Francis hero. It's no wonder that in a long list of stand-alone novels, he is the only one to be given a second and third chance in the spotlight. He is probably the closest the author has come to talking about himself, about the former top steeplechase jockey whose entire life revolved around the racing track, who was forced to give up the love of his life and embark on a new career. And who brought to this new career all the determination to reach the top, all the dedication and professionalism that defined him on the back of a horse.
This particular novel holds an additional personal appeal for me, as it was the very first thriller by Dick Francis that I ever read, way back in the early 1990s. Twenty-five years later, I remain one of the faithful fans of the author.
Sid Halley was compelled to leave his chosen profession due to a horrific accident that maimed his 'whip hand'. In his first novel (Odds Against), he was attempting to cope with the trauma and find a new purpose in life by joining a private investigation agency focused on the racing world. At the beginning of this second novel, Sid is still investigating crooks and liars around the racetrack, is self-employed, and rather too highly regarded for his success. This fame and his rate of success lead to the bad guys trying to drive him out through threats and physical violence.
As you can see from my opening quote, the thriller is written in the first-person narrative, and a liking for the protagonist is crucial for enjoying the story. When I try to envision Sid in my mind, I think of one of those 'tall-in-the-saddle' cowboy heroes of the 50s, like Jimmy Stewart, Gary Cooper, or Gregory Peck. The quiet types, unassuming, soft-spoken, and serious, but unyielding and relentless in the pursuit of justice. Sid may be seen as bad news by the rascals he chases, but in his own mind, he is daily contending with feelings of inadequacy, with loneliness and regrets over his broken marriage, with the empty spaces left in his life after he was exiled from the racetrack.
I believe Sid is saved by this very insecurity, which pushes him to try harder and fight back. I also admire his stoicism, his sense of humor, and his curiosity about the world and the people he meets. In a cynical world that only eyes profit and where the end justifies the evil means used to achieve it, Sid is a breath of fresh air and hope for the underdog to bring down the fat cats of business.
I won't go into details about the plot. It is good and clever but not extraordinary. Three separate lines of investigation intertwine and come in and out of focus: the mysterious death of champion colts, an internal investigation of corruption at the top level of the Jockey Club, and a private request from Sid's former wife to unmask a confidence trickster. The obligatory scenes of brutality and physical injury are starting to irritate me a bit, after encountering them in every single novel by Francis that I've read, but they serve their purpose in the plot and in distinguishing the bad guys from the good guys.
In conclusion, my rating is a subjective (rabid fan) one, but I would highly recommend the first two Sid Halley novels as an excellent 'entry drug' for readers who are as yet unfamiliar with the books of Dick Francis.
An interesting look into the world of horse racing reveals a captivating mystery. The thundering hooves of the horses, the excitement in the air, and the anticipation of the outcome all combine to create a thrilling spectacle. As we delve deeper into this world, we discover the secrets and strategies that lie beneath the surface. The trainers, jockeys, and owners all play crucial roles in the success of a horse. The careful selection of breeding stock, the intense training regimens, and the split-second decisions made during a race all contribute to the mystery. Who will emerge victorious? Will it be the favorite or an underdog? The world of horse racing is full of surprises and keeps us on the edge of our seats, eager to uncover the mystery.