I know of no athlete in any sport as extraordinary as was the racehorse Secretariat. He was the Big Horse. His size stands out even among his thoroughbred peers. You can’t miss him. His neck was as big around as a tree trunk. His ass as big as Kim Kardashian’s. At necropsy his heart was the size and strength of an industrial pump. He was a “tremendous machine.” The power he got from his massive hindquarters made his dominance inevitable. He was a freak of nature. And he had a killer’s will. These are his Triple Crown races. Never ever has there been an athlete so many standard deviations superior to the other elites in his field. Never ever will we see a Secretariat again.