After we rode in the Classic Ben and I decided to head back to the barn. It had been a long, hot morning.
Andres waved us back saying we needed to stay for the awards. Of course being already half way home, Ben was in no mood to turn around. We starting turning in circles- the classic power struggle. In a moment of desperation I called out to Paul.
What a trooper. He grabbed onto Ben's bridle and hauled him all the way back to the ring.