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...sure it was a smart move to have Johnnie Cochran there. And if Alan Dershowitz had showed up as well at the press conference in Sydney, I would have banged a gavel in my mind, and said, "That's it! Guilty as charged! Both Hunter and Jones should be banned from competition for life...
While most eyes were on the harbor, the first gold medal was awarded elsewhere. It went to an American (no surprise) in women's 10-m air rifle (huge surprise). Nancy Johnson's dad was "a big hunter when I was growing up in Downers Grove, Ill., and he encouraged me when I joined a juniors program at a rifle club three blocks away." She was 15 then. She's 26 now--and a champion. At another outback venue, the velodrome, Australian cyclist Michelle Ferris took silver in the 500-m time trial...
...sitcom a clef: a behind-the-scenes satire of a teen soap that more than slightly resembles 90210. The pilot spares no one: not Star, whose clone on Pointe is a smarmy phony; not Shannen Doherty, whose reign of terror on the 90210 set is replicated eerily by Hunter Fallow (Irene Molloy). Nicely cast and smartly paced, it's a sassy, catty riot...
...balcony each day around 9 a.m., stepped outside, looked at the glittering sea and took a deep breath of salt air. Another fine morning in Sydney. Marion Jones awoke in her suburban apartment and said good morning to her husband, the very large, very injured shot-putter C. J. Hunter. Meanwhile, at the Olympic Village in Homebush, 10,000 young athletes were being shuttled to competitions. They were busily proving that Korean women sure can shoot arrows; that Ping-Pong isn't just kid stuff; that while Americans and Australians still rule swimming, the Dutch and Italians are bearing down...
...similar only in this insularity. Jones went inland, low-keying everything. She holed up with her handlers and family in a just-built apartment complex in the working-class suburb of Bankstown. Two-by-fours still littered the yard; a Dumpster out front hadn't yet been carted away. Hunter, a taciturn 320-pounder who likes the kitchen a lot, did most of the cooking. (He had the time, as knee surgery had forced him to withdraw from the shot-put competition.) After breakfast, Jones reported to a nearby track and practiced under the gaze of coach Trevor Graham...