Las Vegas—April 19
It was perhaps the most dramatic last fence of a World Cup Final. Steve Guerdat came around the corner to the Longines oxer, saw a ridiculously long distance, and started kicking and flapping his elbows.
Albfuehren’s Paille left the ground, stretched out, and then crashed through the back rail. Guerdat seemed to be doing the math in his head as he galloped through the finish timers. He’d had two rails. Had he won? He shrugged up into the stands at his friends.