Imtiaz Sait: Fifty
Years Young, Still Setting the Pace
By Sharan Kumar
Fifty years in racing is usually enough to
exhaust ambition, patience and, occasionally, owners. Not so with Imtiaz A.
Sait. Still striding through the Mumbai paddock with purpose, he has turned
longevity into an art form. Champion trainer over 18 times, mentor to champions
and custodian of old-school values, Imtiaz has outlasted trends, rivals and
racing’s shifting sands, while continuing to send out winners with unfailing
regularity.
Mumbai has seen many champions; few have
stayed long enough to become part of the furniture without ever gathering dust.
Imtiaz did exactly that. His winners came in an era when numbers mattered, when
every victory had to be earned the hard way, not plucked from a well-watered
orchard of patronage.
He trained champions by the
dozen, but Exhilaration remains the headline act, a colt who delivered both the
Indian Derby and the Invitation Cup, and in the process handed Dr M A M
Ramaswamy his long-awaited Derby success. The good doctor, having finally cracked
the code in partnership with the Poonawallas after waiting more than two
decades for that first success, went on to make a habit of winning, but that
first taste owed much to Imtiaz’s patient craft.
Patience, in fact, has been
his signature move in a profession that often confuses urgency with ability.
Imtiaz never believed in hurrying a horse. In his book, the horse decides when
the bell tolls, the trainer merely ensures it is ready to answer. It is an
old-school philosophy, but then old-school is often another way of saying “it
works.”
Affable to a fault in an arena
that can resemble a polite version of a knife fight, Imtiaz managed what many
consider impossible: he kept owners loyal. In a world where allegiance can
vanish faster than odds-on favourites in the straight, he held his flock
together with results, honesty and an easy warmth that made even defeat
digestible.
The landscape has changed, of
course. These days, a handful of trainers seem to have cornered the aristocracy
of ownership, leaving others to compete with slimmer ammunition. Imtiaz, with a
few health hiccups thrown in for good measure, has simply carried on, season
after season, like a veteran campaigner who knows only one pace: forward.
His Bangalore excursions were never
sightseeing detours. Pronto Pronto delivered the elusive Bangalore Derby in his
home city, while Saddle Up ensured he signed off in winter Derby style before
going on to advertise his class internationally. Back in Mumbai, Charon,
Exhilaration and Super Brave brought him Invitation Cup glory, each success
bearing the unmistakable imprint of his measured, unhurried handling.
Off the track, he remains what
he has always been: approachable, sharp, and brisk in both walk and word.
Keeping pace with him on his racecourse rounds is a test of fitness; keeping
pace with his mind, an even sterner examination. Conversations with him are
part racing seminar, part friendly audit, often ending with a quiet enquiry
about where his horses figure in the speed ratings.
In a sport governed more by
instinct than administration, Imtiaz A. Sait, IAS by initials if not by
designation, has long run his stable with the calm authority of the finest
Indian Administrative Service officer, only his files have four legs and opinions
of their own.
Behind the scenes, strength has come from
a supportive family, with his wife and daughter standing firmly alongside. It
is a network of encouragement that has sustained a career spanning five
decades, 2200 winners and over 150 classics and graded races.
At 76, Imtiaz Sait remains as
agile in thought as he is in stride, still spending long hours in the stable,
still reading the game as if it were a fresh puzzle each morning. That,
perhaps, is his greatest strength. As he often says, racing is an ocean, and
even after half a century, he is still learning to swim better.
In an age that celebrates the
new, it is worth pausing to applaud the enduring. Imtiaz has not merely kept
pace with change; he has quietly adapted, evolved and competed with a new
generation armed with advantages he never had.
Fifty years on, the verdict is clear. Some train horses; a rare few shape the game itself. Imtiaz A. Sait remains firmly among the latter, still adding new chapters to a story that refuses to grow old.

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