October 5, 1994 |
Nine and a half months after his awakening from a coma, Jeff Lukas points to the spot where the horse ran him down. "Over here, I guess." He scuffs the dirt. "That's what they tell me." Lukas looks along the hardpan behind his barn at Santa Anita, where he is back at work, training thoroughbreds, for the first time since being trampled by the frightened colt Tabasco Cat last Dec. 15. Racing resumes at the track today. "How much do you remember?" he is asked. "Of the accident?" "Yes." "Nothing."
June 9, 1994 |
Jeff Lukas, critically injured when Tabasco Cat ran over him Dec. 15, is tentatively scheduled to return to work on June 27 for his father, trainer Wayne Lukas, at Santa Anita. A visitor, along with wife Linda, to Hollywood Park on Wednesday for the first time since his accident, Lukas, 36, said he hopes to begin by working five hours a day, then gradually increase his schedule. "I'm feeling well and looking forward to it," he said between the second and third races Wednesday.
May 22, 1994 |
The horse that almost killed his son in December lifted trainer Wayne Lukas from his lowest on-track moment to his highest Saturday. Tabasco Cat, who kicked like a bronco when Lukas tried to saddle him, saved his biggest kick of all for the stretch run of the 119th Preakness, defeating Kentucky Derby winner Go For Gin in the final eighth of a mile for a three-quarter-length victory before a Pimlico crowd of 86,343.
May 20, 1994 |
Before last year's Preakness, trainer Wayne Lukas had had enough good luck at Pimlico to fill the pot at the end of the rainbow. Besides his two Preakness victories, with Codex in 1980 and Tank's Prospect in 1985, Lukas had won the Pimlico Special with Criminal Type in 1990 and Farma Way in 1991. Twice Lukas saddled 3-year-old fillies who won the Black-Eyed Susan, the companion stake to the Preakness. But then came the 1993 Preakness.
April 24, 1994 |
Jeff Lukas stepped gingerly through the doorway of a busy Mexican restaurant a couple of miles from his Glendora home in the foothills of the San Gabriel Mountains. He wore a plaid shirt buttoned just below an angry, red scar at the base of his throat, where a tube had been. His hair, shaved to his scalp for surgery, was growing back, and he'd gained the 40 pounds he lost while in a coma for nearly a month. His wife, Linda, had to remind him several times to stop eating nachos.
April 11, 1994 |
Any day now, the Atlanta Braves should clinch a National League playoff berth. . . . The Dodgers' nine-hit explosion Sunday rocketed their team batting average from .134 to .158. . . . If the Braves don't re-sign third baseman Terry Pendleton, the Dodgers ought to be ready with pen in hand. . . . They had their chance in 1991 when Pendleton left the St. Louis Cardinals. He was born in Los Angeles, graduated from Channel Islands High, attended Oxnard College, and always wanted to become a Dodger.