The first time he saw Seabiscuit, the colt was walking through the fog at five in the morning. Smith would say later that the horse looked right through him. As if to say, "What the hell are you looking at? Who do you think you are?" He was a small horse, barely fifteen hands. He was hurting too. There was a limp in his walk, a wheezing when he breathed. Smith didn't pay attention to that. He was looking the horse in the eye.
-Narrator in Seabiscuit
You know the OLD saying…
You canlead a horse to water…
But you
can’t make
him drink!
Nice saying,
BUT…what does it get you?
A
DEAD horse!
Is my horse
LAZY?
Is my horse
SICK?
Is my horse
LOST?
Maybe…
The water is
BAD?
Maybe…
The water seems
SO FAR AWAY?
Maybe…
My horse didn’t
HEAR…
Opportunity
KNOCKING?
Maybe…
He is on the wrong road.
She hasn’t been successful before…
He is tired…
She has other responsibilities…
Why
won’t
my
horse
drink?
Did I demonstrate
a clear
path?
Did I check for barriers?
Did I limitdistractions?
Do I celebratesuccesses?
"Well I think we just gave him a chance. Sometimes all somebody needs is a good chance."