Tony Cruz was spotted moving around on foot not so long ago. In the grave reality of the world’s current state, seeing Hong Kong racing’s original ‘living legend’ walking between his stable and the Sha Tin trainers’ stand is light years removed from being the most unusual consequence but it is unusual nonetheless; Cruz without his bicycle at morning trackwork is just one miniscule sign in a million that the world is not as it should be.
Bicycles are everywhere at Sha Tin. Several trainers, a few jockeys, and plenty of work riders, mafoos and security folk, zip around the site on two wheels and Cruz, aside from a brief spell a couple of seasons ago when he cruised on a motorised electric scooter, is always on his bike. But the handler took to ‘Shanks’s pony’ as a knock-on effect from the Hong Kong government’s prudent and necessary shutdown of public leisure facilities in the time of Covid-19, including the city’s golf courses. Cruz is a golf fanatic.
“He’s very good, he’s competitive and takes it very seriously,” says champion jockey Zac Purton, himself a fair wielder of wood and iron. “He can do everything, he drives the ball well, he hits his irons well, he’s a good putter, he’s an all-round good player.”
Without the twice a week – sometimes more – exercise derived from his 18-hole walks, Cruz, 63, and nowadays sporting a dark baseball cap emblazoned with a ‘T C’ logo, ditched the trackwork bike to get the suitable perambulation needed for his rheumatic joints.
But with FWD Champions Day half a week away, the bike is back as part of the daily routine that is nothing without Cruz’s unwavering attention to detail. He stops by the sand yard and watches half a dozen or so of his string move away down the tunnel towards the dirt track; and whereas a week ago he’d have turned on his heels, now once again he pushes feet on pedals and rolls away to park his bike beside the turf course, then strides across to the trainers’ stand, a green-painted two-storey building overlooking the inner dirt tracks. From the ground floor, he observes his ever white-bridled charges swinging by.