Sunset in
Eugene.
He exits the
hotel just before me.
He starts to
walk across a vast, darkening parking lot.
He is
Kenyan.
He is
massive.
He is World
Champion, as new to the scene as a world champion can be.
He has not
competed in Eugene before, or the US.
I wonder
which America he knows.
I slow my pace;
my odd tempo attracts his attention.
I slow even
more; he turns and looks again.
He proceeds
towards the shopping center.
I wait
several minutes, then drive in his direction, but I’ve lost him.
I cannot
rest.
I return to
the hotel and wait in the lobby, under the guise of writing.
At last he
returns.
He removes
his hoodie.
He glances
at me; we begin to talk.
I read a
story I wrote about him the day he became World Champion.
He is
delighted.
As he turns
to go to his room we exchange gentle, awkward waves.
I can leave.
He is safe.
For now
-Mark Cullen
-Mark Cullen
My encounter with Kenya's javelin World Champion and Olympic silver medalist Julius Yego took place at Eugene's Valley River Inn on May 28, 2016, on the evening following that day's Prefontaine Classic, where he finished second in the javelin in his US/Eugene debut.
Here is the story I was privileged to read to him:
http://www.trackerati.com/2015/08/watching-history.html
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ReplyDeleteA suicide. I liked him. He visited our troops all over the world. He left a family. And it's tragic. And its all over the news. Then we have the police shooting in Ferguson, Missouri, on the news everywhere. https://www.ferdouse.com/
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