RIP Dayjur

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One of my earliest Breeders Cup memories, him jumping the shadow. Fabulous sprinter who blitzed his fields and was superbly handled Major Dick Hern. RIP.
 
Yes, I saw that race. Brilliant sprinter; one of the very best. RIP <peacedove>
 
Dayjur epitomises my betting career, I backed him in his first race against what turnes out to be plodders and Carson managed to get him cosily beat into second!
RIP Dayjur - Considering who was riding you, you were a true Great.
 
Dayjur epitomises my betting career, I backed him in his first race against what turnes out to be plodders and Carson managed to get him cosily beat into second!
RIP Dayjur - Considering who was riding you, you were a true Great.

I know how you feel, I will never forget how I was let down in a yankee for a very considerable sum by Pilsudski in a handicap, the horse went on to cover himself in glory in about 30 different countries afterwards but couldn't win a handicap when I needed him to.

Dayjur was a real sprinter, one of those with only one speed which was flat out from the gate, no tactics necessary. A grand old age for a great horse.
 
Noooooo.My second favourite horse ever.And by far the greatest sprinter i ever had the immense pleasure to watch.The way he trailblazed to victory was incredible,and his Nunthorpe victory was his finest performance.No horse that i have ever witnessed would have lived with Dayjur that day..and that includes black Caviar
 
Hern campaigned Dayjur as if he was his Guineas horse, and by mid-May 1990 he looked a very disappointing horse after looking so promising on his first two starts as a 2yo. He then ran in the Temple Stakes at Sandown and was ridden as he needed to be ridden: out of the gate like a scalded cat.
However despite that impressive win he lined up for the Group 1 Kings Stand as a relatively unfancied animal (I was returning from Scotland and when I heard the price I tried to find a betting shop in Stocton on a very rainy Friday: I found one, parked up and was a minute too late...bloody Stockton). The rest was history.
A beast of a sprinter. Of the ones I've seen I'd put him up with the very best.