Late July in West Sussex has a quality that is difficult to manufacture and impossible to fake. The South Downs roll southward in long, unhurried sweeps toward the coast, the light sits low and golden on the chalk hills by mid-afternoon, and somewhere above Chichester, if the wind is right, you can smell the sea. This is the particular geography that produces Glorious Goodwood. This five-day racing festival has been drawing the finest thoroughbreds and the most discerning crowd in British sport to the Goodwood Estate since the 3rd Duke of Richmond opened the course to the public in 1802. King Edward VII, who rarely passed up an opportunity to enjoy himself, called it "a garden party with racing tacked on." He was not wrong, but he was being modest