As the horses’ thunder around the final bend the leaders are neck to neck and the crowd is in a frenzy.
Never have we seen a race this close, they’re so evenly matched that they storm down the final straight, not a hair’s breadth between them.
As the crowd rise to their feet, the jockies huddle down, whips a blur as they yell, cajole and plead for this is the race that stops a nation.
A flash, a blur, a sudden surge and a tremendous roar fills the air as they cross the line.
Defeat has won the Melbourne Cup.
© Deb Whittam 2020