Beryl Burton is the real deal, and there's such a wonderful human
element to that. For some reason, I always think of her and Burt
Monro as kindred spirits. (Or if you really want to dig up the
obscure, John B. Kelly, Sr.) Something about the athletes and
endeavours of that time that did make us understand and appreciate the
humanity which went along with that. These days, the demands of elite
competitive sport seem to require such isolated and rarified air for
the participants. Everything has become so specialized. I was
talking about this last night with my wife, as we watched the Fastest
Swimmers In The World™ and the Most Incredible Gymnasts™. My thought
was that there's no "outside influence" anymore for most of them.
They've become thoroughbreds. Sequestered and trained, but rarely
with a resonant personality, or even the glimmer of other interests.
And, I do doubt that you could do otherwise these days to succeed in
international competition these days. It just isn't a lifestyle to
model for enjoyment of the sport.
- Jim
Jim Edgar / Cyclofiend.com /
cyclo...@gmail.com / "Kelly for
Brickwork"