The Death of El Dorado
By Dr. Paicius

Rolling into El Dorado Polo Club for the first time four seasons ago, I was awestruck.  Having just started playing polo in the arena at OC Polo Club, I had never before seen the spectacle of polo played on the grass.  My mind couldn’t absorb it.  The size of the fields, the number of horses, the tents, the crowds.

The patient was healthy and robust.

Seeing sets run with 6 horses, horse trailers the size of some Central American countries, people from all over the world, excited and intimidated me.  The number of teams was high, new players from Argentina, France, and New Zealand coming in added to the excitement and wonder.

That’s all gone now, baby.

This March, for the Skins Tournament, only three teams signed up.  The club scrambled and put in a fourth to make it viable. Four or five teams are in the 8 goal.  The Women’s Tournament, with 17 teams, was banned to Empire.  Although, it was rained out, field one was reserved for the seniors—three teams in that tournament.

Four years ago, the real estate market was roaring, and the owners of El Dorado could see the sweet payout of the land they had used and enjoyed for years.  Why invest more money into the club when it would soon be more golf courses, condos and a new luxury hotel?  The golf course was to be one of the first Tiger Woods signature courses.  That irony does not escape me.

Vital signs abnormal, possible infection, cancer?

With the bust of the bubble, lack of investment and little to no direction from the ownership, the club started its eventual decline.   Twin Palms Polo Club (ne’ La Quinta), started as an alternate.  A place you could play on grass, not dirt/grass/divots.  Patrons continued to come to El Dorado because playing polo is like going to war.  It takes time to mobilize the troops.  Shifting locations to play is big undertaking.  The fields continued to decline, the facilities became downtrodden and even the venerable Cantina ignited in what surely was a sign from the polo gods that they were unhappy with the way things were going.

Moving the patient to the ICU

Last year a group of Patrons was organized to address these issues (I was not invited).  With the exception of Jenny Lutrell (who has carried this club on her back) I don’t think any of those Patrons are playing here this year.  This year two new teams entered in the 12 and 8 goal.  ERG and San Saba.  No one from the club communicated with them regarding the opening dinner.  At the last minute they showed up and felt embarrassed that they were underdressed.  No one recognized them in the introductions.  No one thanked them for coming to the club.  No one gave a shit.  If you attended the dinner you were treated to 30 minute waits for drinks, and then 2 hours before the raw steak was served.  Maybe management didn’t want them there because they new what was in store.

This is not a reflection of Jan and Scott.  They do what is asked and are responsive and timely.  This is an owners’ debacle.  No visionary, no ambassador, and no leadership have let this club slide into an afterthought.  No one is on the phone offering discounts or free stabling.  No one is soliciting the internet, Polozone, or other avenues to recruit Patrons or pros.  They won’t even allow the game info to be published on Polozone!  Last year Bob Jornayvaz was looking to come here, and got no response.  Only by the actions of some locals did he secure Ambassador Holden’s stables.  He of course is not here this year.

Two years ago the fields were abysmal.  Now, not too bad on fields 1-4 and International, but 5-8 might as well be mine fields.  The grooms keeper quit last week.

Patient now on life support.

Five years ago there were parties almost every weekend.  The crowds on Sunday were big, and the air electric.  Today the fields are reserved for Coachella Fest and Stagecoach.  Polo is something to use them for when no concerts are available.

Can this be fixed?  Can El Dorado Polo Club recapture its former glory?  One has to be pessimistic at this notion.  The revenue from the concerts dwarfs the money from polo.  The owners are in absentia and out of touch. Patron and players have moved on to greener pastures (where they use fertilizer).  Patrons who are feeling the financial pinch have no incentives from management to come back and play.

Without some change from the top, the club is doomed. The real estate market won’t recover for years.  Some have suggested that the club be put into a land trust with the owners giving up the property for a tax break.  Many have suggested Graham Bray to resurrect the club.  The issue is that less and less care because fewer are here.

Rancho polo style may replace this once graceful lady of polo. Twin Palms Deer Creek, possibly others.  Without a radical change from the owners, the bastion of West Coast polo will be a story told at bars and barbeques of what was and what could have been.

The plug has been pulled on this patient.

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NOTE:  This is a note edited in by PoloZONE … just wanted to clarify that it was the GM’s decision, not the owner’s decision, to not submit game reports and news to PoloZONE.com.   A couple of the owners tried to reverse the decision, but with no luck.

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