Sunday, August 24, 2008

Dutoit




You hear a lot about dreams at the Olympics, and Natalie du Toit's should have died on a Monday morning in Cape Town when she eased her scooter out into the road and was broadsided by a careless driver. A week later she lay in a hospital bed with a stump where she used to have a left leg.



Six months after the amputation she jumped into the same swimming pool where she had made her name as one of South Africa's most promising teenage athletes and struggled to finish 25metres. “If I tried breaststroke on one leg,” she said, “I went round in circles.” As a tale of overcoming adversity, Du Toit may set a new Olympic standard tomorrow when, at the Shunyi lake, she unclips her prosthetic limb, hops to the edge of the water and embarks on the 10km marathon against the 23 best long- distance swimmers in the world.



She is not just here to take part but is aiming, realistically, for a top-ten finish, despite her obvious disadvantage. The wise 10km swimmer conserves energy in their legs and then kicks for the line. Du Toit does not have that luxury so must go out strong to put herself in contention.


They don't believe that a disabled person should compete in the able-bodied Olympics because the Paralympics are just as good,” she said. “But before my accident, I was an able-bodied athlete.” A talented one, too. At 14, she competed for South Africa at the 1998 Commonwealth Games in Malaysia. At 16, she only narrowly missed qualifying for the Sydney Olympics.
“My brother was a swimmer and I used to sit on the side watching him. I despised water. And then one day, when I was 6, I was sitting there and I said to my mum, ‘I can swim.' I jumped in. I tried training and things went on from there.”



In the 200metres and 400metres butterfly, she was the best in her age group at 14 and 15. “I was on top of the world,” she said. But then, one February morning in 2001, came the accident that changed everything.



Du Toit had finished her morning training session and was heading off to school. Her parents had bought her a moped because the demands of her schedule meant that she needed to dash around Cape Town. Close to the pool was a busy crossroads where drivers would take a short cut through a car park, which is exactly what one woman did that fateful Monday rush-hour, hitting Du Toit and sending her and her scooter flying across the street.



A motorcycle policeman racing to the scene hit a truck and had to be airlifted to hospital. Meanwhile, Du Toit, conscious throughout, was being tended to by team-mates. She remembers her own agonised cry: “I've lost my leg, I've lost my leg.” Her foot was perfectly intact - “I was wearing a steel-cap shoe. There was only a dent in it” - but the rest of her lower limb was mangled. She is happy to recall all the details and does so with the poise of a woman who is a sought-after motivational speaker.



“If I can explain,” Du Toit said, “my leg burst open, like if you drop a tomato on the ground.” That was her calf and shin. Higher up, she had broken her thigh bone, her femur, in three places. “The bone burst through the skin, that is why you see a big scar on the top of my leg.” There is a hole the size of an egg.



In hospital, the doctors spent a week trying to save the leg. “They were going to take muscle out of my back and insert it in there and try and add some length, try to sort of piece everything together.



“They used this big exoskeleton to align the bones, but after four days it still hadn't knitted. And I had been through 24 units of blood because they had to keep scraping away the dead tissue. Nothing was bandaged, nothing could be sewn up.



A titanium rod could repair her thigh but, after five days, the doctors decided that they would have to amputate just above the knee. “I remember asking my mum, ‘When are they going to amputate?' My mum's answer was that they already had.”



It was only 174 days later that, restless, she jumped back into the swimming pool. “I didn't know if I would be able to swim,” she said. “I didn't know how fast I would be able to swim. I didn't know if I would be able to walk again. Breaststroke was difficult because I can't snap my legs together.”



But she still had the upper-body strength, and the lung power. And, subconsciously, her body started to make adjustments. She discovered only recently from watching video footage that her right foot had turned inwards as if to act as a rudder. And her left arm began to strengthen to compensate for the absence of her leg.



She started to compete in disabled races over short distances, then 800 metres in able-bodied competitions, including the Commonwealth Games in Manchester in 2002. It was in the 10km at the World Open Water Championships in Seville in May, aged 24, that she came an astonishing fourth to secure qualification for the Games.


The open water is a race that does not only test endurance and ability, but toughness. At the turns around buoys, she would be pulled, kicked and elbowed. “They don't make any allowance for me,” Du Toit said.



Her story has been compared to that of Oscar Pistorius, the blade runner from South Africa, whose prosthetic limbs caused such controversy. But even if Du Toit wanted to use a prosthetic to race, the swimming federation would not allow it. And it goes without saying that there is no advantage to be gained from swimming with one leg.



In Beijing she has been sought after by the world's media, particularly after she carried the flag for the South Africa team at the opening ceremony. “What if I can't carry it, what if I trip and fall?” she wrote on her website beforehand. And afterwards? “The standing hurt a little, but it was all worth it. I had tears in my eyes when the flame was lit.”
The journey has had its difficult moments. Her mother upbraided her when she became downcast just before the Athens Olympics. She has had to learn to discipline her mind to fight off thoughts of “what if”.



By tomorrow, when she finishes the 10km swim, she will have ticked off two of her lifelong dreams by racing in the Games and visiting Kruger National Park. There is a third. “I want to run,” she said.

Natalie Du Toit


Natalie du Toit: ability of mind

South African swimmer Natalie du Toit, whose left leg was amputated below the knee in 2001, has gone on to compete against - and often beat - able-bodied swimmers at the highest level.
In Beijing this month, she will become the first amputee to compete in the Olympic Games.
Du Toit's achievements at international events for athletes with disability are outstanding enough. She won five gold medals and a silver at the 2004 Athens Paralympics, and followed that up with three golds at the 2005 Paralympic World Cup in Manchester.

At the 2006 International Paralympic Committee World Swimming Championships in Durban, Du Toit won six gold medals, including an incredible third place overall in the five-kilometre open water event.

Multiple world record holder

She is the owner of numerous disability world records, including the record for the 50m, 100m and 400m freestyle, 100m butterfly and 200m individual medley.

Her greatest achievement, however, has been bridging the gap between able-bodied and disabled athletes.

At the 2003 All-Africa Games, competing against able-bodied swimmers, Du Toit won gold in the 800 metres freestyle. At the Afro-Asian Games in the same year, up against able-bodied swimmers once more, she took silver in the 800m freestyle and bronze in the 400m freestyle.

Making history

In the 2002 Commonwealth Games in Manchester, 18 years old at the time, Du Toit qualified for the 800 metres freestyle final - the first time in history that an athlete with disability had qualified for the final of an able-bodied event.

She also won gold in the multi-disability 50m and 100m freestyle, both in world record time.
At the closing of the Manchester Games, she was presented with the first David Dixon award for the Outstanding Athlete of the Games - a unanimous choice ahead of Australia's Ian Thorpe, despite his winning six gold medals and setting a new 400m freestyle world record.

Olympic qualification

Before she lost her leg in an accident, Du Toit narrowly missed out on qualifying for the 2000 Olympic Games in Sydney. As an amputee, she failed to qualify for the Athens Olympics in 2004.

But she never gave up on the dream she had carried with her since she was a child, and in May 2008 she booked her place in Beijing - in the women's 10 kilometre marathon swim - by finishing fourth in the 10-kilometre race at the World Open Water Swimming Championships in Seville, Spain.

Russia's Larisa Ilchenko won the race in two hours, two minutes and 2 seconds, with Britain's Cassie Patten second and Spain's Yurema Requena third, just five seconds off the pace - and only fractionally ahead of Du Toit, who had only needed to place in the top 10 in order to qualify for the Olympics.

She was going head-to-head with the best open water swimmers in the world, despite a disadvantage that some have likened to a kayaker paddling with a single-bladed paddle. Her qualification is that amazing.

But Du Toit reckons there is no magic recipe for success; it is all down to hard work and determination.

'If this can tie a bond...'

In Manchester in 2002, Du Toit told journalists that that by swimming in both disability and open races, she felt was forming a bond. "If this can tie a bond, if it can help disabled people to believe in themselves, if it can bring them to a better understanding with able-bodied people, then that's great, if it helps."

Her courage and achievements were acknowledged with a nomination for the "Oscars of sport", the 2004 Laureus World Sportsperson of the Year with Disability award, along with Canadian athlete Earle Connor, Nigerian athlete Vitalis Lanshima, Alpine skier Ronny Persson, German cyclist Michael Teuber and British Dressage World Champion Nicola Tustain.

Connor - who also had a leg amputated, though in his case when he was just three months old - was adjudged the winner.

'Swim your own race'

When Du Toit had her left leg amputated below the knee following a scooter accident in early 2001, she ended up encouraging tearful family members while recovering in hospital - and within a few months of leaving hospital was back in the swimming pool.

In an interview with William Rowland published on Disability World in early 2004, Du Toit said that her accident had only served to increase her determination. Back in the pool within four months after her operation, she spent the first week swimming by herself.

"After a week I started with the squad, but in the first lane", she told Rowland. "It was not nice seeing little babies beat you; so I just had to train harder ... get up with the guys ... get up with the seniors ... get back to the level I was swimming at before."

Du Toit switched to longer events - from 200m and 400m individual medley to 800m and 1 500m freestyle - to make up for her loss of speed with only one leg. But she made no adjustment to her mental outlook.

"There's really no line between able-bodied and disabled swimming ... I treat both of them the same. They're your opponents and you've got to race the way you train.

"It is important to swim your own race and not someone else's."

Article last updated: August 2008

Former ‘Lost Boy of Sudan’ to Carry U.S. Flag



Former ‘Lost Boy of Sudan’ to Carry U.S. Flag
By Juliet Macur


Lopez Lomong was born Lopepe Lomong in a small village in Southern Sudan to Awei Lomong and Rita Namana[3]. Lomong was a victim of the Second Sudanese Civil War. A Catholic, he was abducted at age six while attending Catholic Mass and assumed dead by his family and buried in absentia.[3] He nearly died in captivity, but was helped to escape by others from his village. The four of them ran for three days until they crossed the border in Kenya.[3] Lomong spent ten years in a refugee camp near Nairobi before being moved to the United States through Catholic Charities. His name "Lopez" was a nickname from the refugee camp that he later adopted officially. Although he originally assumed his parents had been killed by the Sudan People's Liberation Army, he was reunited with his mother and family in 2003, who now live outside Nairobi[3]. He first returned to his native village in December, 2006.[3]


He was inspired to become a runner following watching Michael Johnson at the 2000 Summer Olympics on television.[3]


Lomong is one of the Lost Boys of Sudan. He was resettled in the United States through Catholic Charities with Robert and Barbara Rogers, in New York State. The Rogers have since gone on to sponsor many other Sudanese refugees. Lomong attended Tully High School in Tully, NY, entering at a 10th grade level. In high school, he helped lead the cross country and track teams to sectional and state titles, and later competed for Northern Arizona University. In 2007, Lomong was the division I NCAA indoor champion at 3000 meters and the outdoor champion at 1500 meters.


Lomong qualified for the US Olympic Team on July 6, 2008, one year after gaining his US citizenship.[4] "Now I'm not just one of the 'Lost Boys,'" he told reporters. "I'm an American."[5] [6]


After his success at the collegiate level, Lopez signed a contract with Nike and now competes professionally. He specializes in the 1500m run but is a serious contender in every mid-distance race from 800m up to and including the 5k. Lopez finished 5th in the 800m finals during the 2008 US Olympic Trials, which he ran as part of his training for the 1500m.[1]


Lomong was chosen by the team captains of the US Olympic team to carry the US flag in the Opening Ceremony at the 2008 Summer Olympics Opening Ceremony, an honor for which he campaigned. The U.S. Olympic team captains said that Lomong deserved the honor of flagbearer because he was so proud of his citizenship.[7]

Henry Cejudo - Olympic Story




August 20, 2008



BEIJING -- Henry Cejudo called it the American dream.The son of undocumented Mexican immigrants who had to work two jobs to keep food on the table, Cejudo gave the U.S. its first Olympic gold medal in freestyle wrestling in Beijing Tuesday with a stunning win over Japan's Tomohiro Matsunaga in the 55-kilogram (121 pounds) final.




joyful Cejudo, 21, broke into tears on the mat at the end of the match, then took a victory lap around the China Agricultural University Gymnasium."This is what I always wanted," he said. "The frustration was let out. The hard work and everything."I set my goal, I trained hard. I had a good staff around me. I just put the pieces together and I really believed in myself."Cejudo, who had to come from behind simply to win the U.S. Olympic trials, also trailed in all three of his preliminary matches here, but he never trailed in the final.




Although he and Matsunaga were tied, 2-2, after the first period, Cejudo was declared the winner because he had the highest-scoring move, a two-point takedown. Cejudo then jumped to a 3-0 lead early in the second period to clinch the match."This is cool. Coming out of a Mexican American background, it feels good to represent the U.S.," said Cejudo, who was born in Los Angeles. "Not too many Mexicans get the chance to do that."Cejudo's parents divorced when he was 4 and he saw his father, Jorge, only one more time before he died in Mexico City. But his mother, Nelly Rico, raised a family of six children on her own, bouncing from low-paying jobs in California to New Mexico and Arizona, where the family sometimes slept four to a bed.A large group of family and friends -- including sister Gloria, brother Alonzo and brother Angel, his training partner in Beijing -- were in the stands for the match. And they made so much noise they were nearly ejected at one point.




Missing, however, was Cejudo's mother, the person he has repeatedly said was most responsible for his success."We always moved forward. We always moved forward. My mom always taught us to suck it up and whatever you want to do, you can do," Cejudo said. "And that's what I did."There were conflicting stories as to why his mother remained in Colorado. According to one explanation she had passport problems. Cejudo said she stayed home to take care of her grandchildren.But Gloria said her mother, who had a ticket, didn't come because she was too nervous to watch her son compete in the Olympic Games."At the Olympic trials in Las Vegas, she couldn't take it," said Gloria, who added that her mother, despite being half a world away, spent much of the last day vomiting because of nerves.But she was there in spirit, with her son putting her life's lessons to good use."




He has done an unbelievable job coming from the environment that he came from," his coach, Terry Brands, said. "Could be in prison. Could be a drug runner. Could be this, could be that. He's done an unbelievable job of not being a victim."He is the American dream. Gold medals are the American dream."And Cejudo had one around his neck Tuesday. But he was also wearing an American flag. And he wouldn't let on which he liked better."I don't want to let it go," he finally said, tugging on the flag. "I might sleep with this."
Olympic Wrestling Champ Henry Cejudo Embodies The American Dream
By Henry Cejudo's count, they moved at least 50 times. Sometimes they moved across state lines: California, New Mexico, Arizona. Sometimes they moved downstairs in the same apartment building.Sometimes Henry's mom and his six siblings didn't even bother unpacking their bags.Yet no matter where they were at the moment, no matter how many places they lived, Nelly Rico's message didn't change."My mom would always say, 'Whatever you want to do, you can do. You want to be an astronaut? You can be an astronaut. You want to be a doctor? You can be a doctor.'"
With tears streaming down his face following his victory Tuesday over Japan's Tomohiro Matsunaga in the 121-pound freestyle wrestling final, Cejudo, Olympic gold medalist and U.S. citizen, said softly, "This is what I always wanted."The 21-year-old son of illegal immigrants from Mexico pinched himself as he stood on the podium and the U.S. flag was raised during the national anthem. He had dreamed about this so many nights, he wanted to make sure the moment was real."I am living the American dream right now," Cejudo said.
And then he went to call his mom in Colorado Springs."We did it!" Henry yelled into the phone.Nelly was so happy, so proud, she nearly did a back flip.The woman who the 5-foot-4 Cejudo says is most responsible for his Olympic glory, the one who calls him "Shorty" and "Smurfy," did not make the trip to China. Henry said she remained behind to care for her half-dozen nieces and nephews just as she once had cared for her own by working two jobs, cleaning toilets, doing factory work, carpentry, you name it. Minutes later, Henry's older brother Alonzo let us in on a little secret. Nelly, 47, gets so nervous when her son wrestles she can't help vomiting. This day would have overwhelmed her.
"I called during the match," Alonzo said. "She was in the restroom."
The Cejudo party of nine made so much noise during the match that security at China Agricultural University Gymnasium threatened to eject them."They came over about 20 times," said Angel Cejudo, also a freestyle wrestler and resident athlete at the U.S. Olympic Training Center in Colorado Springs.Later at a press conference in the Main Press Center, Angel, 16 months older, sat next to his brother. He was the one who first had wrestling success. He ran off a 150-0 record in high school in Arizona. Henry followed him into the sport and then followed him to Colorado.
How close are they? They never slept apart until moving to the training center."I just wish there were two medals," Henry said.The Cujedos are close, and we don't mean that only in a metaphorical sense. All four boys used to sleep in one bunk bed."Two by four," Alonzo joked.
Nelly was doing all she could.
At age 14, she had taken the bus with her cousins from Mexico City to Tijuana. They found "coyotes," human smugglers who got them across the border. Nelly went to L.A. to visit relatives. She stayed in America. She did not stay with the father of her children. Jorge Cujedos, aka Favia Roco and Emiliano Zaragosa, drifted in and out of California prisons.
Just before his release in 1991, Nelly had had enough.
She took the children to Las Cruces to get away from him. "Jesus is your father," Nelly would tell the kids."
My mom is the nicest person in the world," Alonzo said. "She used to loan out food stamps. People didn't have anything to eat. We didn't have anything to eat.
She's strong, too. She'd beat us into church. One time she dragged me in without a T-shirt. We always had the God factor in our lives. That's what helped her stay sane. She said if it wasn't for God, she would have killed us."
Henry said the family calls her "The Terminator.""She's just a tough lady," he said. "It's always about going forward with her. She's been a father and a mother. She's a superwoman. I never knew what it is to have a father."
What Henry did have was a dream. The drunks in Phoenix used to give him Mexican ice cream to fight other kids for their entertainment. He said he began wrestling in junior high as a way to fight for medals and trophies. The more success he had, the more obsessed he became. He became a four-time state champ (twice in Arizona, twice in Colorado). He became the first high schooler to win the U.S nationals.
Cejudo also was so focused he admits he didn't have friends in high school. The washout rate at the U.S. Training Center can be high, but the kid who passed up college to fixate on a gold medal didn't waver. And that commitment continued through one final day. He had to drop 10 pounds to make weight.
We grew up in a pretty tough environment where it was gold or bust," Cejudo said. "But I did it all for a reason. The reason is around my neck right now.
"Henry's father, never able to get his life in order, died last year at 44 in Mexico City. They had spoken only once in 15 years. Henry was going to see him, but his family persuaded him otherwise.
It's done," Cejudo said. "I just hope he's in heaven to see what I did."With the family's glorious day, Alonzo said he thinks Nelly now will go ahead and take the test to become an American citizen. Cejudo's coach Terry Brands calls
Nelly's son a "near perfect role model." He wants America to know he chose not to be a victim. He chose not to become a drug runner. He chose not to take the sure road to prison."I think the message is stay legal, man," Alonzo said. "Don't go stupid. Crime isn't the only thing that pays."Henry was less definitive."The message is what you want it to be," he said, the American flag still draped around his shoulders hours after the match. "
As a Mexican-American I'm thrilled to represent the United States. It's the land of opportunity."On a wrestling mat halfway around the world, Henry Cejudo made the best of his.

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Michael Phelps





Michael Phelps





Today, Michael Phelps is the greatest athlete who ever lived. "You can't put a limit on anything," says the 23-year-old , "The more you dream, the farther you get.” And what obstacles he has overcome



Michael Phelps was born on June 30, 1985 to Fred and Debbie Phelps. (Click here for today's sports birthdays.) His parents already had two daughters, Hilary and Whitney. The family lived in Maryland, just outside of Baltimore. Fred was a state trooper, and Debbie was a middle-school teacher who was twice named Maryland’s “Teacher of the Year.”





His dad, Fred was a good athlete, and passed his ability on to his kids. All three got into swimming at an early age. Hilary showed real promise, particularly in the butterfly, but eventually gave up the sport. Whitney stuck with it much longer. One of the better swimmers in her area, she tried out for the U.S. Olympic team in 1996 at the age of 15. Michael was among those in attendance to cheer her on. When Whitney didn't qualify, he was left devastated like the rest of the family. Ultimately, her career was cut short by a series of herniated disks.





His mon, Debbie Phelps recalles, “In kindergarten I was told by his teacher, ‘Michael can’t sit still, Michael can’t be quiet, Michael can’t focus,’ “I said, maybe he’s bored.” The teacher said that was impossible. “He’s not gifted,” came back the reply. “Your son will never be able to focus on anything.”





Phelps was diagnosed with ADHD — attention deficit hyperactivity disorder. He was put on permanent medication but after two years, he had had enough. His mother, speaking at the hospitality lounge set up by Speedo — the sponsor who will pay $1m to Phelps should he match Spitz’s seven gold medals — recalled: “Out of the blue, he said to me: ‘I don’t want to do this anymore, Mom. My buddies don’t do it. I can do this on my own.’ ”





Phelps was teased at school for having “sticky out ears” and a gawky expression. His mother recalled that her son “grew unevenly ... it was his ears, then he had very long arms, then he would catch up somewhere else...” For the first time, Phelps talked of the “deep hurt” he felt as a child being teased. His response was telling. He channelled his anger into swimming lessons and later training.



That ability to convert the negative into a positive is one of the secrets of Phelps’s success. "One of the things I call Michael is the motivation machine,” says Bowman. “Bad moods, good moods, he channels everything for gain. He's motivated by success, he loves to swim fast and when he does that he goes back and trains better. He's motivated by failure, by money, by people saying things about him ... just anything that comes along he turns into a reason to train harder, swim better. Channelling his energy is one of his greatest attributes."



Michael learned a lot from his sisters, particularly the value of hard work. Hilary started swimming the year he was born, and Michael spent many afternoons in a stroller watching her practice. He eventuall followed both sisters into the pool, though initially with great hesitancy. As a seven-year-old, he refused to put his face in the water. Sensing Michael’s fear, his instructors allowed him to float around on his back. No surprisingly, the first stroke he mastered was the backstroke.

Growing up, one of the turning points for Michael came when he saw swimmers Tom Malchow and Tom Dolan compete at the 1996 Summer Games in Atlanta. The 11-year-old began to dream of becoming a champion himself.



By then, Michael’s home life had changed drastically. After years of fighting, his parents divorced. High school sweethearts, they had separated before Michael was born, gotten back together, and then split for good in 1992. The kids went to live with Debbie. Michael grew very close to his mother, while Fred faded from the picture. To this day, he has very little contact with his father.



A new male presence entered Michael’s life in 1996. He had started his swimming career at Towson’s Loyola High School pool. But when it became clear he needed better facilities and more professional coaching, he moved on to the North Baltimore Aquatic Club at the Meadowbrook Aquatic and Fitness Center. There he met Bob Bowman. The coach recognized Michael’s potential immediately.



Bowman told Debbie that her son was a rare talent. Long-limbed with big hands and feet, he took to instruction very well, loved to work hard and never seemed nervous in competition. In fact, Michael’s only “shortcoming” was the tremendous growth spurt he was experiencing. On some days, it tended to cause fatigue.



Michael’s competitive fire burned intensely. He hated to lose, and reacted angrily on the odd occasions when he did. Once Michael flung his goggles away in disgust after finishing behind a swimmer of the same age. Bowman pulled him aside, and warned him never to act that way again.





Bowman and Phelps have not always enjoyed harmonious times. “Yeah, sure he challenges me,” says Bowman, who the swimmer calls “my second dad”.



“But I think that Michael has a very high regard for me", Bownman continued, "He doesn't challenge me on what we should be doing in training. I think that where we really clash is where I'm trying to push him to a position he doesn't want to be pushed to. On a daily basis I remind Michael of what his long and short-term goals are and how he stands today in relation to that. Rather than say, 'I'll deal with it tomorrow'. I'm there to say ‘No, let's deal with it today’. That’s my job. There's a a lot of work that goes into it. There are a lot of ups and downs. He has bad days just like everybody else."




From Times Online
August 13, 2008
Profile: Psychology and physiology make Michael Phelps a phenomenon

Think America and swimming and the mind wanders from Baywatch and beach babes to California beaches and the birthplace of Olympic legend Mark Spitz, he of the moustache and seven gold medals in a sport for the landed and loaded with ocean views and time and talent to spare.
Think again. Try a working-class world away, Baltimore, Babe Ruth, broken home, burning ambition, back-breaking regime, a boy with a breathtaking talent. Think big. Think Michael Fred Phelps. Not seven laurels, but eight. No limits.
"You can't put a limit on anything," says the 23-year-old born in Towson, Maryland, and sporting a 6ft 7in armspan to outstretch his 6ft 5in height. He is a medal-winning machine who broke the mould.

"The more you dream, the farther you get.”
Setting limits such as eight gold medals is not enough for Superfish. “If that sort of stuff is my goal, then that's where the line is drawn. I can only imagine. If you don't, you sell yourself short and you never reach your potential."
Marketeers, merchandisers and the men from NBC-TV with 793 million of their dollars in a Swiss vault marked IOC have flocked to claim a part of Phelps. They even switched the swim programme at the Water Cube so that finals were held in the morning. All the better for US prime time advertising revenue and audience figures.
That his size 15 feet are firmly on the ground is no surprise. Born in the blue-collar milltown of Towson on the north-east coast of Maryland, where dreams are made on football fields not in water, the third and youngest child of Fred, a state trooper, and Debbie, a school administrator and teacher. He followed his sisters, Hilary and Whitney, to the North Baltimore Aquatics club headed by coach Bowman.
Whitney, whose own international career was cut short by a back injury, would later refer to swimming as a refuge from the domestic maelstrom. "I didn't have to listen to people yelling or bickering and complaining. It was my escape," said Whitney. "I took a lot of anger and beat it out, just me and the bottom of the pool". Separated and reconciled before Michael was born, Fred and Debbie made the final split just as their seven-year-old son started to swim competitively.
Phelps had a stand-up row with Fred that created a months-long rift between father and son in 2003. Three days after Phelps's high-school graduation ceremony, Fred visited the family's townhouse in Baltimore and was told by the swimmer that his two complimentary tickets to the world championships in Barcelona would go to his mother and sister Hilary. Fred walked out and missed his son's graduation party. They made up just before the Olympic Games in Athens.
It is mother and daughters that you see hanging over the rails accepting flowers from Phelps with each passing gold medal and world record — five down, three to go — at the Water Cube. The tears that flow are not just for what is unfolding before their eyes but because they know what went into making it all possible. “In kindergarten I was told by his teacher, ‘Michael can’t sit still, Michael can’t be quiet, Michael can’t focus,’ ” recalls Debbie, a teacher for 22 years. “I said, maybe he’s bored.” The teacher said that was impossible. “He’s not gifted,” came back the reply. “Your son will never be able to focus on anything.”


Phelps was diagnosed with ADHD — attention deficit hyperactivity disorder. He was put on permanent medication but after two years, he had had enough. His mother, speaking at the hospitality lounge set up by Speedo — the sponsor who will pay $1m to Phelps should he match Spitz’s seven gold medals — recalled: “Out of the blue, he said to me: ‘I don’t want to do this anymore, Mom. My buddies don’t do it. I can do this on my own.’ ”

On his own and in the pool, channelling his energy. When Phelps was 11 his swim coach at the North Baltimore Aquatic Club, Bob Bowman, now here in Beijing as USA men’s head coach, took Debbie aside and said: “By 2000, I look for him to be in the Olympic trials. By 2004, he makes the Olympics. By 2008, he’ll set world records. By 2012, the Olympics will be in New York and ...”. The swimmer’s mother was alarmed. Bowman had spotted something incredibly unusual in his pool, not only in terms of talent but outlook and specific intellect.
“Michael’s mind is like a clock. He can go into the 200 butterfly knowing he needs to do the first 50 in 24.6 to break the record and can put that time in his head and make his body do 24.6 exactly,” said his mother. He always did his swimming homework. “In high school, they’d send tapes from his international races. He’d say, ‘Mom I want to have dinner in front of the TV and watch tapes.’ We’d sit and he’d critique his races. He’d study the turns — ‘See, that’s where I lifted my head.’ I couldn’t even see what he was talking about. Over and over.”
Phelps was teased at school for having “sticky out ears” and a gawky expression. His mother recalled that her son “grew unevenly ... it was his ears, then he had very long arms, then he would catch up somewhere else...” For the first time, Phelps talked of the “deep hurt” he felt as a child being teased. His response was telling. He channelled his anger into swimming lessons and later training.
That ability to convert the negative into a positive is one of the secrets of Phelps’s success. "One of the things I call Michael is the motivation machine,” says Bowman. “Bad moods, good moods, he channels everything for gain. He's motivated by success, he loves to swim fast and when he does that he goes back and trains better. He's motivated by failure, by money, by people saying things about him ... just anything that comes along he turns into a reason to train harder, swim better. Channelling his energy is one of his greatest attributes."

Bowman discovered hidden depths to Phelps early on. "He's had the same mental approach since he was very young. There is nothing on his mind. He's able to block everything out," says the coach. A symptom perhaps of the need to bottle-up, to block out, both in what has been at times a troubled home and in the midst of a regime that many would faint away at the very thought of: Phelps covers more than 100km in water a week during the hardest times, seven days a week, including Christmas Day.
"We're seven days, 365 days of the year here," said Phelps. "When you train at Christmas you kinda know that others aren't doing that. It's a good feeling to know you've done something they didn't." Bowman says he actually enjoys it. True? "Yes, I do enjoy it. I enjoy a challenge. The challenge of going to the Olympics and having tons of pressure on you is always out there but I find it exciting. I've got loads of goals to reach for and I'm willing to work for those."
His ability to block out all distractions is one of several weapons in Phelps's war chest. "Sure, I can disappear when I have to," is all that he will say, comfortable with the notion of a place that only the great competitors can go. Swimming is like that: no sound of breath on your neck or footstep behind you, no roar of crowd, only a muffled hum and a relationship with the water. Phelps sings "the same song over and over and over again" a habit that he says is "the one thing that gets me through practice".
Bowman and Phelps have not always enjoyed harmonious times. “Yeah, sure he challenges me,” says Bowman, who the swimmer calls “my second dad”.
“But I think that Michael has a very high regard for me. He doesn't challenge me on what we should be doing in training. I think that where we really clash is where I'm trying to push him to a position he doesn't want to be pushed to. On a daily basis I remind Michael of what his long and short-term goals are and how he stands today in relation to that. That's where that whole thing comes in where many say 'I'll deal with it tomorrow'. I'm there to say ‘No, let's deal with it today’. That’s my job. There's a a lot of work that goes into it. There are a lot of ups and downs. He has bad days just like everybody else.”
Phelps’s arrival in the Baltimore youth pool was the answer to Bowman’s prayers after several failed attempts at translating to sports coaching the rigour and repetition drummed into him as a music scholar. Bowman learned to play piano at 10. At 12, his father took him to watch a swimming competition at which Tracey Caulkins, arguably the most versatile female swimmer in history and deprived by the 1980 Games boycott, held top billing. Watching her was “like hearing an orchestra play", said Bowman, a Beethoven fan with a degree in developmental psychology (minoring in music composition) and owner of a Maryland stud.
In his early days as a swim coach, Bowman’s tempo resulted in burnout among a fair few youngsters. “I was definitely overzealous,” says Bowman. Enter Phelps, a boy who by 11 had a capacity to train in sync with Bowman's beat and compete in a way that turned the standard tune on its head. “His greatest strength is his ability to relax and focus under pressure. As the pressure gets higher, he performs better — that's very rare,” says Bowman. “He has an ability at the critical moment to be at his best.”
An ability, too, to endure what Bowman describes as “a more intense programme than any other swimmer, domestic or international”. Phelps covers between 16 and 18km in training every day (even at altitude, an expenditure of energy that is replenished by breakfasts said to be of a size fit to feed “a small neighbourhood”), trains seven days a week (up to six of them for up to six hours), including Christmas Day, and has done so since he was 14.

In Athens four years ago, he won six gold medals and two bronzes. He then let his hair down and the world heard about it. Like many teenagers, as he was then, he went on a bender. He then got in his car, was stopped by the police and charged with driving under the influence by police in Maryland. He issued an apology: "It was a mistake. Getting into a car with anything to drink is wrong. It's dangerous and it's unacceptable. I'm 19, but was taught that no matter how old you are, you take responsibility for actions, which I will do. I'm extremely sorry." Beyond that, Phelps has towed a tight light on his trajectory to becoming, as he did today, the most crowned Olympic athlete in history, with 11 gold medals hanging around his neck.
Beijing is all about the final notes of Bowman’s Eighth Symphony. This is not just about winning some races, it is about following a masterplan that only Bowman and Phelps have had access too. Not even the swimmer’s mother has been given access to the ledger where the goals are written down.
There are good reasons why Phelps can stand up day after day and achieve things beyond the vast majority of world-class athletes, let alone mere mortals. One of those reasons is a bizarre physiology. Sports science suggests that Phelps is unique: beyond an armspan worthy of the curse of the ancient mariner, paddle-like hands, a whippet-like 13st 10lbs frame of cut muscle, no fat, nuclear calves and a flexibility fit to make a contortionist blush, his cardio-vascular system has had swimming scholars in a frenzy.
US team physiologist Genadijus Sokolovas has monitored more than 5,000 swimmers over the past 20 years and most end a race with a lacticity (build-up of lactic acid in the blood caused by oxygen starvation in fast-twitch fibres) of between 10 and 15 millimoles per litre of blood. Just one world-record breaker has registered a sub-10 millimole count: after Phelps broke the 200 metres butterfly world record his count was 5.6. While most swimmers take 20-30 minutes to recover from a race, Phelps can bounce back in 10 minutes. On a night when Phelps raced two events recently, the first a final, the second a semi-final, his lacticity count was above 10 after the first race but below it after the second, suggesting that he is actually recovering while racing below peak.

In Melbourne last year, the world championships served as a dress rehearsal for the Games in Beijing. Phelps won seven gold medals, missing one because the USA medley relay got disqualified for a false start in the heats. Seven, however, was a record, and the way that Phelps went about his mission has entered sporting lore.
“There has been nobody that's been not just as dominant but as versatile,” says Schubert. “His performance was the greatest performance of all time. He can do it from behind, he can do it from the front, he can do it when it’s close, he can do it when it’s not close. He can go anywhere.” In China, Phelps is doing just that.
"What Michael's doing, it's elevating everybody else's performance here," said US teammate and 100m backstroke champion here in Beijing, Aaron Peirsol, who, like Phelps, arrived in Olympic waters in Sydney in 2000 and won a silver medal at 17 in the 200m backstroke. "He's [Phelps] not just winning but destroying everything. It's awesome to watch." Indeed it is