Word: faste
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...grand-slam final since 1911. The walkover took all of 32 minutes on the soft, molasses-slow red clay. During the award ceremony, when the centurion had metamorphosed back into an unaffected teenage millionaire, Graf meekly apologized to the crowd, "I'm very sorry it was so fast...
...filled with plans, statistics and helpful researchers, hobbyists had to dig for the data themselves. That often proved difficult. Between the Wright brothers' first flight and World War II, literally thousands of planes were designed and built in small shops and barns, only to plunge into obscurity nearly as fast as they were launched. Scale modelers are especially eager to resurrect these relics...
...stopwatch. Evans, he says, looking a bit startled, has just swum an exhausting set of 20 400-meter freestyle segments, one after another. "That's a real big, tough set." What jolts him is that her last 400, done after 7,600 meters of swimming at race speed, is fast enough by several seconds to qualify for the U.S. Olympic swim team. A training performance of this kind is eerie. Later she is asked how she felt after this effort. "Really tired," she answers, looking drained. "I think you should be. If you don't feel tired, you weren...
...individual events and at least two relays. Evans, as she was supposed to do, wore out the water with two more wins, in the 400-and 800-meter frees. Evans watchers were fascinated by her stroking, which is a kind of furious bashing -- if she weren't going so fast, you might consider throwing her a life preserver -- and by the way she surges ahead at odd moments during her races by taking several consecutive strokes without breathing, then hits the finish line after six or eight strokes in no-breath hyperdrive. "I don't really have a breathing pattern...
Probably it is too simple of human beings to want to look in on their own progress quadrennially, hoping to gauge how far they have gone by how fast they can go, as if the breed could hope to improve on Emil Zatopek. He was the beau ideal in 1952, a balding Czech about the size of a parking meter, who ran all day and all night with his shirt peeled up and his tongue rolled down. When Zatopek raced, hearts raced. Whoever his modern descendant might be -- the Moroccan Said Aouita, likely as not -- he will almost certainly...