From a guy whose record has been firmly grounded to a maximum 6, this could be considered as a testimony worth going in to books; when brave met luck.
But I led 6-3 – I really should have just won the damn thing.
Almost smiled when I cleared some space in my mind of how I would break this moment to everyone, a moment that would shatter the Olympics into a pool of nothingness.
Then luck came into the picture and bravery never quite recovered from his thoughts up in the sky and up at the podium.
To busy fine-tuning his acceptance speech I guess.
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