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Opportunities ~ Update

Updated: Jun 10

Update: we have only 10-15% left of this Opportunity with the Creative Cause and Beau Liam yearlings, but we have also had 10% of the Heartland breeding venture also come open. You can also click here to view the Heartland venture with Dialin Sis and Darby Shaw. The mares of the Creative Cause and Beau Liam below. Officer Leah is sold out.


Ah… Bo Cruz, Officer Quigley, Ms Locust Point — what remarkable names, etched now not just in past performances, but in the deep ledger of my partners and my memory. And yet, behind every winner's circle photo is a story most people never hear… a story of patience, resilience, and more often than not — heartbreak dressed in Racingwithbruno bloodstock silks.


“The last two years, we’ve been blessed… but let’s not mistake blessing for luck. Luck is a coin toss. What we've done— is deliberate. It’s the art of seeing value where others see risk. Bo Cruz? $45,000. Ms Locust Point? Seventeen grand. And look what she became — $1.8 million. That’s not luck. Well, being lucky to being at the right place at the right time”


“The Bo Cruz deal — now that, my friend, was vintage. Two horsemen working the Keeneland book like jewel thieves casing a vault.”


Rudy Delguidice. A name that resonates with those who know. He’s got that quiet tell — that way of saying “buy him right, I’ll take 50%” with just enough charm to make you forget the hedge he’s placing. Of course, the moment the hammer came down at $45K, he slides into 25% like a man ducking out of a cab fare. Classic. That’s not backpedaling, that’s artistry.


“And then there’s Ms Locust Point. A big Dialed In filly with all the right pieces — even if the camera work looked like it was filmed on a barstool during a Nor’easter.”

Back at the knees, Rudy says. Who could blame him? Ten-degree wind chill, uneven footing, a video that probably could’ve doubled as a ransom tape. But I waited. Patiently. Vetted her. Watched her. Filmed her again in the back ring. This time — clarity. Rhythm. Movement through the knee like a warm knife through butter.


And Rudy? He bites. Of course he does. Calls back like he just discovered fire.


“You got like that!!!”


And barely able to keep a straight face I fire back: “Same f*ing horse, Rudy.”**


That laughter? That was the sound of two lifers in sync. No spreadsheets. No analytics. Just eyes, feel, and a whole lot of experience.


“You don’t need seven digits. You need good instincts, a reliable vet, and someone who doesn’t panic when the bidding picks up steam.”


We didn’t buy the pedigree — We bought a racehorse. We vetted them, we waited, struck at the right time. And look what it became: Grade 3 win, six-figure equity flips, a $400K broodmare sale. All from horses that didn’t walk into the ring with entourages or a crowd of bloodstock agents in tow.


They were just good horses, bought right.


Larry Demeritte — now there was a man who could spot a racehorse in a field of goats. He knew that value isn’t in the price tag — it’s in the eye. The walk. The fire.


Rudy and I are good team!


“The catalog page is like crack cocaine — addictive, dangerous, and liable to ruin your bankroll faster than a crooked roulette wheel. You want real edge? Stop reading and start looking.”


So here’s to Bo Cruz, to Ms Locust Point, to Officer Quigley and the ones still growing into their names. And here’s to the Rudy Delguidices of the world — men who make you laugh, make you think, and always keep you guessing on just how much of the horse they actually want.


We didn’t need to spend seven figures at a boutique sale. No vanity buys. No bidding wars for headlines. We bought like horsemen — with instinct, with eye, and with heart.

Officer Quigley — a warrior. Four years old, still showing up, still putting his head down when it mattered. And now? He’s not just retired — he’s found a second life, a second purpose. He’s a trail horse. Most horses aren’t so lucky. They vanish. Sold off, cast off. But not Quigley. He earned every oat and every mile of pasture ahead.


“So now we look to the future. Two yearlings. Young, untested, full of fire and possibility. And we have small percentages available —


This isn’t a pitch, it’s an invitation. Not to a get-rich-quick scheme, but to a journey. Into the paddock. Into the tension of the gate. Into the silent prayer at the top of the stretch when your horse finds another gear.


We don’t promise a Derby winner. We promise a chance at an adventure. And that’s what the game is, after all — not a guarantee, but a shot at glory.


“So if you’re out there — if your pulse still quickens at the sound of hooves on dirt, if you believe in the beauty of a bargain horse with a fighter’s heart — then maybe, just maybe, there’s a spot for you at our table.”


Just a couple of yearlings, but the next Ms Locust Point? The next Bo Cruz?


Let me introduce them to you:


May Foal with more to grow into, love the angles, and has a huge hind end like his sire. He will improve further.

The Creative Cause, a bit more mature, I had sent some videos to Rudy Delguidice and he immediately singled out the Creative Cause, "He will be very nice once he grows into that frame!", the Beau Liam I asked "He needs to mature give him a few more months"


Creative colt out of Dialin Sis. Just hear my comments on the fly.

I loved them both, the Creative Cause is a looker, and knowing his sire, having raced Bo, he is outstanding to me. Beau Liam is still immature but projecting him to be really nice as he fills out. I would have bought these two at auction looking the way they do now, as buying yearlings is all about projection.


And that Creative Cause colt? You saw it. The frame, the balance, the mind — he didn’t walk like a yearling, he walked like he owned  the place. That’s the difference between the dreamers and the doers —


Check in with me and I will fill in on our plans and the cost. We don't have a large percentage available as partners and I really like them, but with two Tom's d'Etat foals born in 2025, and three Heartlands coming in 2026, fiscally have to be careful.


Before I let you go, I got a chance to see the Tom's D'etat new borns. Brand spanking new babies:


Dialin Sis with her Tom's D'Etat colt, and a beauty he is.

That little colt has some swagger and that's what we have to look forward to in our ventures.


 
 

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