From 2001-2003, the Grand Slam Prize of $1 million was offered to any harness racing pacer who could win the North America Cup (Woodbine Racetrack, Toronto), Meadowlands Pace (Meadowlands Racetrack, N.J.), Little Brown Jug (Delaware County Fair, Ohio) and their Breeders Crown event (Meadowlands Racetrack, NJ).
Similarly, a $1 million Grand Slam Prize was offered in harness racing to the owners of a trotter that could win the Hambletonian (Meadowlands Racetrack, N.J.), the World Trotting Derby (DuQuoin State Fair, Ill.), the Kentucky Futurity (The Red Mile, Lexington, Kentucky) and their Breeders Crown event (Meadowlands Racetrack, NJ).
No horse was able to win either the Trotting or Pacing Grand Slam.
Famous quotes containing the words grand, slam, prize, harness and/or racing:
“Sebastian. He is drunk now. Where had he wine?
Alonzo. And Trinculo is reeling ripe. Where should they
Find this grand liquor that hath gilded ‘em?”
—William Shakespeare (1564–1616)
“Loach: What happened to your nose, Gittes? Somebody slam a bedroom window on it?
J.J. Gittes: Nope, your wife got excited. She crossed her legs a little too quick.”
—Robert Towne (b. 1936)
“It is impossible to think of Howard Hughes without seeing the apparently bottomless gulf between what we say we want and what we do want, between what we officially admire and secretly desire, between, in the largest sense, the people we marry and the people we love. In a nation which increasingly appears to prize social virtues, Howard Hughes remains not merely antisocial but grandly, brilliantly, surpassingly, asocial. He is the last private man, the dream we no longer admit.”
—Joan Didion (b. 1934)
“Is my team ploughing,
That I was used to drive
And hear the harness jingle
When I was man alive?”
—A.E. (Alfred Edward)
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—Barbara Ehrenreich (b. 1941)