04/27/2025
How cool is this. Now I want to measure running angles on all my horses. Both of these horses were very amazing… https://www.facebook.com/share/16UoNnmX5P/?mibextid=wwXIfr
Stride for Stride: American Pharoah vs. Secretariat
Two champions. Two eras. One dream burned into the soul of racing.
When American Pharoah galloped into history in 2015, he ended a 37-year drought and became a household name overnight. He was grace in motion—his stride fluid, powerful, and remarkably efficient. Watching him glide over the track was like watching water find its level—calm, confident, inevitable.
But when you say Secretariat—the earth shifts.
Secretariat's stride was not simply long—it was devastating. Measured at a monstrous 25 feet, it was more than just numbers. It was the sight of him devouring ground, hooves thundering like drums of destiny, chest wide and strong as a freight train, as if he wasn’t running on the track—but over it. His 1973 Belmont wasn’t a race. It was a coronation.
Stride to stride, American Pharoah was the poised tactician—cool, smart, calculating. His Triple Crown run was marked by control and rhythm, a horse who listened to his rider and executed with quiet precision.
Secretariat, on the other hand, wasn’t listening. He was declaring. His stride didn’t ask for space—it took it. He didn’t wait for the wire. He dared it to keep up.
American Pharoah brought us redemption. Secretariat brought us awe.
Pharoah won with grace. Secretariat won with thunder.
Both are legends. But only one made time stand still with every breathtaking, soul-stirring, impossible stride