Recently, a retired horse show mom told me to check out horseshowtime.com to get information about the event I was just about to dash off too. One can check schedules and how many people are in each class. "See who else is there," she exclaimed. I scrolled down the list. I saw a name, Will Simpson. "He's famous" I blurted out. The retired horse show mom was flummoxed, never heard of him. A quick Google search confirmed the obvious. I was right, he is famous, part of Team Gold, Beijing Olympics 2008.
Then, I instantly went into anxiety mode. What if I was there at the show and never got to see him ride? What if I could not figure out who he was. Excuse me? A guy at a horse show, how many choices were there?
Day 1: We were all sharing the one covered arena to school. A guy about the right age was schooling a really green horse. His jacket was embroidered "Simpson Show Jumpers." Could be him, I thought to myself. But still room for doubt. Always the optimist.
Day 2: Another green horse with talent. Another jacket. This time it was embroidered: Team Gold Beijing Olympics. This time I was a little more sure of his identity.
Day 3: Warming up in the mud pit, I mean schooling arena. He was on another green prospect. He finished and was standing still. I was cantering Princess around to jump another doormat-sized jump. He did not see me and turned to exit, causing me to stop abruptly to avoid crashing into him. He apologized and said "Oh, I guess it is not all about me..." and we both laughed. Princess was perfect jumping the door mat and I got to "meet" Will Simpson.
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