Share Ack Ack is too good in Americaâs richest race of 1971, the $175,000 Hollywood Gold Cup. Photo: Keeneland Library His name is all but forgotten, marginalized after half a century’s worth of racing lore. The most important people in his life are long dead. Painting him with the colors of the modern Thoroughbred palette is impossible. He was a freak, a dinosaur, the kind of creature that flew through children’s dreams, and for a glorious seven months of 1971, he was almost too good to be true. His name was Ack Ack. There have been 50 years of Eclipse Awards history since the repre...