I always said I wanted the 12th Triple Crown winner to have a good name. Not something like Frac Daddy or Bellamy Road.
American Pharoah. He’s our American hero, and a Pharaoh was considered a god on Earth.
The misspelling doesn’t bother me. This is a good name. This is worthy of following names such as Sir Barton. Gallant Fox. Omaha. War Admiral. Whirlaway. Count Fleet. Assault. Citation. Secretariat. Seattle Slew. Affirmed.
A/N:Okay, no, this is not a phanfic, this is most likly gonna end up being my essay for english, but i loved writing it and I felt like I could share something I like to you guys, so enjoy! Or don’t your chose. Also, there is a shit ton of footnotes if you dont understand anything, so just like, open it up in another tab and have the foornotes mainly on there while you read or something~ And if you happen to enjoy this (lol probably not), you can always message me and I can send you to some sites and videos to learn more about these two.
12-year-old Calumet broodmare Dustwhirl cleans up her newborn Blenhiem* colt, born on April 2, 1938. The little chestnut, named Whirlaway, would go on to win the 1941 Triple Crown and be named to three championships