Well, it’s over folks! As I write this from the pressroom, things are slowly emptying out with fans and media personel alike packing up and leaving Thomas and Mack with the 2015 WCF as a fond memory. Since time is a little bit tight (I’ve never experienced having to catch a plane after a show before- I LOVE living in Calgary for Spruce, wow) I’ll save my overall impressions and thoughts for a separate post, but I’ll just lay down the bare bones of the jumping final right now.
Coming into Sunday, things were tight. Rich Fellers and Steve Guerdat were tied with zero penalties each- it made for quite the atmosphere. The first round course was tricky, but very fair and rideable. There were little issues throughout, but I wouldn’t say there was one horrible area or jump. In the beginning it looked like the first fence, a purple oxer, could be the surprise bogey, but thankfully things smoothed out there!
Anyways, I’d normally go slow and really talk about the class, but I’m in a rush, and really, we all just want to get to who took it home and how they did it. Well, much to the heartbreak of the stadium, it was not Flexible’s day. He looked good with quite a bit of gas in the tank, but two rails in the first round ruined his chances of taking the title. In addition to this, having gone immediately before them, Steve Guerdat posted a lovely clear with Albfuehren’s Paille, staying on his score of zero. When that first rail hit the ground for Rich you could quite honestly feel the stadium deflate; it wasn’t a good moment.
The second round was a little shorter, but definitely bigger and meaner. Rails were falling everywhere, and there were a few rides that left us gasping. One of the surprise victims was McLain as, after a rough start with Rothchild, he simply decided to pull up and save him for another day. Now, in many cases I would now gush about how the winner had such a great clear round, but in this case, he needed every bit of breathing room that he had! Coming back last, Steve had 9 faults to play with. That means he could have one or two rails, but no more. Early on- rail. Hmmm, okay…. and then coming to the last jump you could tell that time was on his mind, and pushing around the corner the distance was a little off and they took it out pretty good. Luckily for him, the speed was both his friend and foe because he crossed those timers within the time allowed, finishing on 8. He had it!!!!!
For now, that’s it from me! Sadly I have to go get on a plane and go back to reality- booooo! With that said, I have tons of photos to share and more things to say, so it’s all good.
Thank you Vegas, it was a blast!