{"id":265,"date":"2000-04-25T04:40:45","date_gmt":"2000-04-25T11:40:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.danwashburn.com\/sportinglife\/?p=265"},"modified":"2010-01-28T23:11:42","modified_gmt":"2010-01-28T15:11:42","slug":"polo-sport-of-kings-accessible-to-the-masses","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/danwashburn.com\/sportinglife\/2000\/04\/25\/polo-sport-of-kings-accessible-to-the-masses\/","title":{"rendered":"Polo: Sport of kings accessible to the masses"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/danwashburn.com\/polo.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/p>\n<p>April 25, 2000 \u00e2\u20ac\u201d Jack Cashin            has the face of a man who has fought life and won.<\/p>\n<p>It is weathered and lined            and topped with a tussock of white hair that looks fine uncombed. He            is 75 and handsome. He could be in the movies \u00e2\u20ac\u201d he even was a couple            times.<\/p>\n<p>Cashin&#8217;s maxim is &#8220;Life should            be lived like a cavalry charge.&#8221; And for three quarters of a century            he has been at the head of the pack, yelling &#8220;Tallyho!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Cashin has built fortunes            and lost them and built them again. He has been a vacuum cleaner salesman,            a magazine publisher and a race-car driver. He has been a model, a lieutenant            in World War II and a successful restaurateur.<\/p>\n<p>He has owned an island in            the Bahamas. He ran for governor of Georgia in 1998. Now, he owns and            operates Chukkar Farm in Cherokee County, home of the Scuppernong Polo            Club.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You&#8217;ve packed a lot into            your 75 years,&#8221; I said to Cashin as we sipped lemonade in the kitchen            of his Alpharetta, Ga. farmhouse before my introduction to polo.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Well,&#8221; he responded with            a smile and a twinkle in his eyes, &#8220;75 years is a long time.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>For all the restlessness            that has charged Cashin&#8217;s existential existence, he now seems like a            man at peace, a man who has found his purpose. He is a man who has found            polo.<\/p>\n<p>Of the many hats Cashin has            worn over the years, the polo helmet has stayed on the longest.<\/p>\n<p>It all started when he was            48. He had just moved his wife and six children from Cleveland, Ohio            to the Atlanta area. He read a newspaper article about the Atlanta Polo            Club and he decided he wanted to give the sport a try \u00e2\u20ac\u201d so, in typical            Cashin fashion, he did.<\/p>\n<p>He bought a horse, no matter            that he had never ridden one before.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I learned to ride and play            polo at the same time,&#8221; Cashin said. &#8220;Which is dumb.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>But eventually it worked,            and he&#8217;s been playing ever since. Now, on his 170-acre expanse approximately            45 minutes from Gainesville, Ga. he teaches others the game of polo.            Not the dumb way, the fun way.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I like to describe polo            as soccer, hockey and basketball on a horse traveling at 35 miles per            hour while trying to hit a baseball with a stretched out croquet mallet.            That&#8217;s kind of what it is,&#8221; he said with a chuckle.<\/p>\n<p>I began my lesson on a horse            that I could handle. It was made of wood and locked in a cage in one            of Cashin&#8217;s stables. This is where I learned the polo swings from Gregory            Mayer, a 19-year-old Frenchman who has been playing polo for most of            his life.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s easy to lose your balance            during the polo swing \u00e2\u20ac\u201d even while on the back of a fixed fake horse.            You&#8217;re standing up in stirrups and swinging your right arm like a windmill.            But for all the early awkwardness, the swing can at once feel almost            natural. The game itself is thousands of years old. Can it be that humans            were meant to play polo?<\/p>\n<p>Long known as the sport of            kings and princes, Cashin&#8217;s goal is to make polo accessible to the masses.            Lessons on well-trained polo ponies are affordable at Chukkar Farm.            And if you&#8217;d like to continue playing, you can lease one of the farm&#8217;s            horses. If you own a horse, you can board it there, too.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;If you&#8217;re of modest means,            I&#8217;m the way to do it,&#8221; Cashin said. &#8220;Most clubs are not as casual as            we are. Most clubs don&#8217;t have as much fun as we do.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/danwashburn.com\/polo2.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"250\" height=\"223\" align=\"right\" \/>Most            clubs don&#8217;t have the same demographics as Scuppernong, either. In a            sport historically dominated by males, females are the majority at Cashin&#8217;s            club. Although not to the same extent, more and more females are getting            involved in polo nationwide, as well. Not long ago, such things were            considered taboo.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;If we wanted to play back            then, we had to put our hair up in our helmet and sign up as a guy,&#8221;            said Cashin&#8217;s daughter-in-law Elisa Cashin, who lives on the farm with            her husband, Cashin&#8217;s son Jason.<\/p>\n<p>I spent the next part of            my lesson observing. Sunday scrimmages are a weekly occurrence at Chukkar            Farm.<\/p>\n<p>Polo is a beautiful sport            to watch. Man and beast work as one. The connection is impressive.<\/p>\n<p>As afternoon turned to evening,            the thoughts of players and spectators alike turned to the wine and            cheese that awaited them back at the stables. Wine and cheese is one            polo tradition that Cashin doesn&#8217;t mind carrying on at his club.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;We&#8217;re probably the only            club around that parties more than we play,&#8221; he said with a wink.<\/p>\n<p>So as play winded down, as            the last chukker \u00e2\u20ac\u201d a period of play in polo \u00e2\u20ac\u201d approached, I hopped on            the back of Akbar, an Appaloosa and one of Cashin&#8217;s favorite polo ponies.<\/p>\n<p>Club-member Nancy Bailey            coached me at first, but then Akbar and I went off on our own. I tapped            the ball forward and we followed along behind it. I tapped it forward            again.<\/p>\n<p>We never went too fast, and            our progress was often interrupted by my mishits. But we&#8217;d slowly circle            back around and I&#8217;d swing at the ball again.<\/p>\n<p>Akbar is known for his patience.<\/p>\n<p>We \u00e2\u20ac\u201d horse, ball and human \u00e2\u20ac\u201d eventually made it to the goal at the far end of the field. And I            knocked the ball through the posts.<\/p>\n<p>Now, I know it meant nothing,            and I&#8217;m pretty sure it went unnoticed by the rest of the group, but            for that moment I felt like a king &#8230; or a prince, at least.<\/p>\n<p>Bring on the wine and cheese!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>April 25, 2000 \u00e2\u20ac\u201d Jack Cashin has the face of a man who has fought life and won. It is weathered and lined and topped with a tussock of white hair that looks fine uncombed. He is 75 and handsome. 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