Letter to the Editor: You Can’t Be The Best If You Can’t Run

Avec Gitane and Pastis, a bunch of youngsters are hanging out in a bar in Paris on the eve of the Arc. “Mon Dieu, tomorrow is the Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe and it's the best race in the world, we must go. By the way, did you know the world champion racehorse is trained here in France?” He shrugs. “Not really sure, something to do with his balls.” They all collapse in fits of laughter and decide there is no point in going if they can't see the best of the best.