Never mind Usain, who may just be youthful and over-the-top.
Which of us knew competitors who were just plain evil?
In high school I used to high jump against a guy whose identity I don't want to even hint about because he is still a high-profile figure in track and field and maybe he has changed over the years. Anyway, more than once I saw him "RF" (his term) a certain jumper during competitions.
The victim was an exceptionally shy but very talented jumper who never spoke to anyone and had one of those extraordinarily long pre-jump rituals. He would stand at his mark seemingly forever, eyes downcast, rocking gently back and forth, then rock a couple of times more dramatically and finally start his approach.
The obnoxious guy would whisper to the rest of us sitting around, "Watch this!", and just as the quiet kid was about to take his first step, the obnoxious guy would flip the on switch to the little radio he kept in his equipment bag with the volume on maximum and then loudly apologize, "Oh, man, I'm sorry, did that bother you?" Then the quiet kid would have to start his routine again but with hardly any time left. Meanwhle, the obnoxious guy would chuckle and kick back very self-satisfied. Nasty... sort of an athletic Eddie Haskell.
Which of us knew competitors who were just plain evil?
In high school I used to high jump against a guy whose identity I don't want to even hint about because he is still a high-profile figure in track and field and maybe he has changed over the years. Anyway, more than once I saw him "RF" (his term) a certain jumper during competitions.
The victim was an exceptionally shy but very talented jumper who never spoke to anyone and had one of those extraordinarily long pre-jump rituals. He would stand at his mark seemingly forever, eyes downcast, rocking gently back and forth, then rock a couple of times more dramatically and finally start his approach.
The obnoxious guy would whisper to the rest of us sitting around, "Watch this!", and just as the quiet kid was about to take his first step, the obnoxious guy would flip the on switch to the little radio he kept in his equipment bag with the volume on maximum and then loudly apologize, "Oh, man, I'm sorry, did that bother you?" Then the quiet kid would have to start his routine again but with hardly any time left. Meanwhle, the obnoxious guy would chuckle and kick back very self-satisfied. Nasty... sort of an athletic Eddie Haskell.
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