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作者: sucewang 时间: 3-11-2012 20:36
标题: Melbourne Cup（墨尔本杯）赛马！赛马扫盲。
这几天到处都能看到这样的宣传画，还有装饰物，一位西人朋友问我，知道这是什么吗？我说是迎接圣诞节的吧？她说不对，这是Melbourne Cup（墨尔本杯）赛马。
这西人位朋友告诉我Melbourne Cup（墨尔本杯）是赛马的节日，半圆形的装饰物象征着马蹄。每年11月的第一个星期二是Melbourne Cup （墨尔本杯）赛马节，是澳大利亚非常重要的公共假期。
今年Melbourne Cup（墨尔本杯）赛马是下个星期二（11月6号），下午3点开始，电视会直播，那时几乎所有的澳大利亚人都会观看赛马，买马票。据说有20多匹马参赛，买马票不贵，一刀都可以买。
我还是第一次听说Melbourne Cup（墨尔本杯）赛马，网上查了一下，Melbourne Cup（墨尔本杯）赛马是在1861年开始的，是世界仅有的安排赛马的公众假期。这一天澳洲人全部放假，不上班，所有的商店都不营业。
墨尔本赛马场那天将会挤满穿盛装观看赛马的人们，要想了解澳洲文化，Melbourne Cup（墨尔本杯）赛马是一个不可错过的机会！
有谁对马有研究，请提供给大家参考。

[ 本帖最后由 sucewang 于 7-11-2012 21:13 编辑 ]

作者: 熊猫阿三 时间: 3-11-2012 21:06
看女士们各色的帽子很有趣

作者: townsend 时间: 3-11-2012 23:17
墨尔本杯现在是国际性的赛马。在香港也可买采票。美国，英国.新西兰等都有买菜票。

作者: eric2010 时间: 4-11-2012 10:42
墨尔本CUP只有维省是有公共假日，当然很多其它州的人逃班跑到这里来看马。

作者: sucewang 时间: 5-11-2012 19:58
准备明天买一张马票玩玩。

作者: 妮南 时间: 5-11-2012 20:13
标题: 回复 #5 sucewang 的帖子
王姐明天来墨尔本吗？

作者: 鹰扬天下 时间: 5-11-2012 20:56
没见通知明天不上班

还是我太认真没听见？

作者: 妮南 时间: 5-11-2012 21:16
标题: 回复 #7 鹰扬天下的帖子
Melbourne cup这只是墨尔本的公共假日，与你们外省无关。

作者: sucewang 时间: 6-11-2012 20:43
标题: 老太太买的马，14号马，Green moon（绿月亮）跑第一！
Melbourne Cup（墨尔本杯）赛马是国际赛马，全世界的人都可以买马票。今天一共有24匹马参赛，其中2匹马是澳大利亚的，美国的马多一些。参赛马的照片都登在报纸上，你可以根据骑师的衣服颜色和马的号码来选。
我护理的老太太所在的养老院给每个老人都买了一张马票，养老院的工作人员帮忙选定的马，分给老太太的那匹马是Green moon（绿月亮），14号。
今天上午我也去俱乐部买了一张马票，马票在各个俱乐部都能买到。我是第一次参与，不在乎赢输，体会一下感觉, Just for fun（好玩）。买马票之前要填一张卡片，内容大概是赛马所在的城市，马票的种类，场次，马的号码等。中国人喜欢红色，我就随随便便选了穿红色衣服的骑师驾驭的马，4号（4-RED CADEAUX），1澳元/张。
下午3点Melbourne Cup（墨尔本杯）赛马电视直播开始，从电视上看到墨尔本赛马场人山人海，英国的查尔斯王储和卡米拉也去墨尔本观看Melbourne Cup（墨尔本杯）赛马。
比赛前参赛的马在骑师的牵引下一一亮相，这些马各个矫健俊美，胸肌发达，四肢修长，毛色发光，器宇轩昂。
比赛开始，栅栏门打开，24马像离弦的箭一般冲出去，四蹄飞奔，快如闪电。14号马，Green moon（绿月亮）的骑师不停地给马加劲，最后Green moon（绿月亮）率先冲过终点。
从电视上看到今天买14号马，Green moon（绿月亮）的人很多，奖金不多。
Green moon（绿月亮）的骑师成了今天赛马场上的英雄，驯养师也风光无限。
老太太买的马，14号马，Green moon（绿月亮）跑第一！

[ 本帖最后由 sucewang 于 14-11-2012 20:32 编辑 ]

作者: ljc 时间: 6-11-2012 20:54
很有气氛，大家一起吃皮萨，喝可乐，下注，然后围着大屏幕激动地喊自己的号码，期望胜出，好开心呀。

作者: gong_lz 时间: 6-11-2012 21:27

原帖由 sucewang 于 6-11-2012 20:43 发表

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Melbourne Cup（墨尔本杯）赛马是国际赛马，全世界的人都可以买马票。今天一共有24匹马参赛，其中2匹马是澳大利亚的，美国的马多一些。参赛马的照片都登在报纸上，你可以根据骑师的衣服颜色和马的号码来选。
我护理 ...

之前看电视里好像说那个叫American的好像比较看好的。

作者: sucewang 时间: 7-11-2012 21:17
标题: 赛马扫盲
我对赛马一窍不通，这次是第一次买马票，随便买的4号马，没中。
请懂赛马规则的朋友们介绍一下如何买马，有几种方式，以及买马票的技巧。
先谢谢啦！

[ 本帖最后由 sucewang 于 14-11-2012 20:36 编辑 ]

作者: KYLIE2008 时间: 7-11-2012 22:13
Green Moon, 1:22 应该是，买一块应该赢22左右，到tab扫描一下就知道啦

作者: bingo1st 时间: 10-11-2012 20:53
标题: 回复 #1 sucewang 的帖子
真好！希望我们能顺利抵达墨尔本

到时候大家组团观赛马！！！！真期待呀，刚开始第一步，准备扫描上传资料给 ACS职业评估，祝我好运啊！！！墨尔本我们快要来啦：）

作者: Serin 时间: 10-11-2012 21:15
那天我和Skillmax的老师说我很难理解为啥这个国家要为三分钟停滞一天，老师说他也很难理解。

作者: michellewoo800 时间: 14-11-2012 15:31
标题: 回复 #15 Serin 的帖子
你看的是三分钟，看不到的是赛马是个产业，多少养马人，多少人以jockey（骑士）为职业，多少机构为了这个赛事准备一年又一年，多少人为了赛马小赌怡情又或专业赌马，这些都是我们看不到却实实在在发生的。存在就是道理，当然作为西澳州的居民，我只能羡慕维省的假期了。

作者: hsy12 时间: 17-11-2012 00:19

原帖由 gong_lz 于 6-11-2012 21:27 发表

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之前看电视里好像说那个叫American的好像比较看好的。

Americain。

作者: hsy12 时间: 17-11-2012 00:47
标题: The man from snowy river.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fs_-DKUimeo

发一首澳洲最有名的诗，The man from snowy river。10刀澳币上印有这首诗。

There was movement at the station, for the word had passed around
That the colt from old Regret had got away,
And had joined the wild bush horses -- he was worth a thousand pound,
So all the cracks had gathered to the fray.
All the tried and noted riders from the stations near and far
Had mustered at the homestead overnight,
For the bushmen love hard riding where the wild bush horses are,
And the stock-horse snuffs the battle with delight.

There was Harrison, who made his pile when Pardon won the cup,
The old man with his hair as white as snow;
But few could ride beside him when his blood was fairly up --
He would go wherever horse and man could go.
And Clancy of the Overflow came down to lend a hand,
No better horseman ever held the reins;
For never horse could throw him while the saddle-girths would stand,
He learnt to ride while droving on the plains.

And one was there, a stripling on a small and weedy beast,
He was something like a racehorse undersized,
With a touch of Timor pony -- three parts thoroughbred at least --
And such as are by mountain horsemen prized.
He was hard and tough and wiry -- just the sort that won't say die --
There was courage in his quick impatient tread;
And he bore the badge of gameness in his bright and fiery eye,
And the proud and lofty carriage of his head.

But still so slight and weedy, one would doubt his power to stay,
And the old man said, `That horse will never do
For a long and tiring gallop -- lad, you'd better stop away,
Those hills are far too rough for such as you.'
So he waited sad and wistful -- only Clancy stood his friend --
`I think we ought to let him come,' he said;
`I warrant he'll be with us when he's wanted at the end,
For both his horse and he are mountain bred.

`He hails from Snowy River, up by Kosciusko's side,
Where the hills are twice as steep and twice as rough,
Where a horse's hoofs strike firelight from the flint stones every stride,
The man that holds his own is good enough.
And the Snowy River riders on the mountains make their home,
Where the river runs those giant hills between;
I have seen full many horsemen since I first commenced to roam,
But nowhere yet such horsemen have I seen.'

So he went -- they found the horses by the big mimosa clump --
They raced away towards the mountain's brow,
And the old man gave his orders, `Boys, go at them from the jump,
No use to try for fancy riding now.
And, Clancy, you must wheel them, try and wheel them to the right.
Ride boldly, lad, and never fear the spills,
For never yet was rider that could keep the mob in sight,
If once they gain the shelter of those hills.'

So Clancy rode to wheel them -- he was racing on the wing
Where the best and boldest riders take their place,
And he raced his stock-horse past them, and he made the ranges ring
With the stockwhip, as he met them face to face.
Then they halted for a moment, while he swung the dreaded lash,
But they saw their well-loved mountain full in view,
And they charged beneath the stockwhip with a sharp and sudden dash,
And off into the mountain scrub they flew.

Then fast the horsemen followed, where the gorges deep and black
Resounded to the thunder of their tread,
And the stockwhips woke the echoes, and they fiercely answered back
From cliffs and crags that beetled overhead.
And upward, ever upward, the wild horses held their way,
Where mountain ash and kurrajong grew wide;
And the old man muttered fiercely, `We may bid the mob good day,
NO man can hold them down the other side.'

When they reached the mountain's summit, even Clancy took a pull,
It well might make the boldest hold their breath,
The wild hop scrub grew thickly, and the hidden ground was full
Of wombat holes, and any slip was death.
But the man from Snowy River let the pony have his head,
And he swung his stockwhip round and gave a cheer,
And he raced him down the mountain like a torrent down its bed,
While the others stood and watched in very fear.

He sent the flint stones flying, but the pony kept his feet,
He cleared the fallen timber in his stride,
And the man from Snowy River never shifted in his seat --
It was grand to see that mountain horseman ride.
Through the stringy barks and saplings, on the rough and broken ground,
Down the hillside at a racing pace he went;
And he never drew the bridle till he landed safe and sound,
At the bottom of that terrible descent.

He was right among the horses as they climbed the further hill,
And the watchers on the mountain standing mute,
Saw him ply the stockwhip fiercely, he was right among them still,
As he raced across the clearing in pursuit.
Then they lost him for a moment, where two mountain gullies met
In the ranges, but a final glimpse reveals
On a dim and distant hillside the wild horses racing yet,
With the man from Snowy River at their heels.

And he ran them single-handed till their sides were white with foam.
He followed like a bloodhound on their track,
Till they halted cowed and beaten, then he turned their heads for home,
And alone and unassisted brought them back.
But his hardy mountain pony he could scarcely raise a trot,
He was blood from hip to shoulder from the spur;
But his pluck was still undaunted, and his courage fiery hot,
For never yet was mountain horse a cur.

And down by Kosciusko, where the pine-clad ridges raise
Their torn and rugged battlements on high,
Where the air is clear as crystal, and the white stars fairly blaze
At midnight in the cold and frosty sky,
And where around the Overflow the reedbeds sweep and sway
To the breezes, and the rolling plains are wide,
The man from Snowy River is a household word to-day,
And the stockmen tell the story of his ride.

作者: Serin 时间: 17-11-2012 09:52

原帖由 michellewoo800 于 14-11-2012 15:31 发表

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你看的是三分钟，看不到的是赛马是个产业，多少养马人，多少人以jockey（骑士）为职业，多少机构为了这个赛事准备一年又一年，多少人为了赛马小赌怡情又或专业赌马，这些都是我们看不到却实实在在发生的。存在就是道 ...

My teacher and I were talking in sarcasm.

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