Betting Man

Lion slid onto his seat in the section reserved for coaches and owners of the horses.
He compared his betting tickets with the list, looked up and frowned.
He couldn't see the starting paddock anywhere.
The PA system blared a jingle and the announcer called out horse number 1 - Spring Blossom.
The horse and rider approached the tribune, curtsied (he didn't know horses could do that) and began something that looked almost like a dance routine.
"I thought you said horse races, Owl?"
The older agent smiled: "I said competition, laddie. Dressage. It's a modern, very precise and cut-throat sport."