Davy Russell is looking forward to the noise. The sound of the weigh room, the tremolo of comings and goings, the call for the next race and the tap, tap, tap of leather boots heading out the door.
He’s looking forward to the sound of stirrups being adjusted, final instructions being given (not too many!), the ripple of applause as horses leave the parade ring and the collective intake of breath as the starter takes position.
Most of all he’s looking forward to hearing the Cheltenham roar again.
