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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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000916
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Saturday, September 16, 2000
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METRO FINAL
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NWS
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1A
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Photo MICHAEL PROBST/Associated Press (above);Photo JULIAN H.
GONZALEZ/Detroit Free Press (below);Above;LAURA RAUCH/Associated Press;Top
right;DAVE BERGMAN/Knight Ridder Olympic Bureau
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FIRST SYDNEY GOLD: American Nancy Johnson, 26, of Downers Grove,
Ill., wins the first gold medal of the Olympics today, in the women's 10-meter
air rifle competition.

TAORMINA FINISHES SIXTH
At left, Livonia's Sheila Taormina slaps hands with fans just before the
finish line of the women's triathlon today. She finished sixth after leading
the race much of the way.

ABOVE: Australian athlete Cathy Freeman carries the Olympic torch to light the
flame. (RAN IN STATE EDITION, PAGE 1A.)

TOP RIGHT: The Opening Ceremonies' pageantry included a flying Nikki Webster,
13.  (RAN IN STATE EDITION, PAGE 1A.)
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MITCH ALBOM
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Copyright (c) 2000, Detroit Free Press
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HYPE MACHINE CAN MAKE AND BREAK ATHLETE
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SYDNEY, Australia -- Once upon an Olympics, you came to the party broke and anonymous. You arrived
as an amateur, without fanfare, a small suitcase in hand, a flag on your
lapel.

You gave the best performance your body could deliver, you burst across a
tape, touched the wall in a swimming pool, netted a winning shot -- and
suddenly, you were an Olympic champion. Your world was never the same.

Today, like the time and weather here in Australia, everything is upside down.
Many athletes at these Sydney Games are arriving famous. They are arriving
with entourages. They are holding press conferences before they compete. They
are cover stories in Time and Newsweek, past guests on David Letterman or Jay
Leno, they carry the hopes and good wishes of multinational corporations
already paying them millions of dollars.

They are less athletes than IPO stocks, being picked early in hopes of a big
gain.

And the Olympics are more about what they could lose than what they could win.

Welcome to the 21st Century Olympiad, where Michael Johnson could blow his
whole career, Maurice Greene could have to stop talking about himself, a
17-year-old swimmer named Ian Thorpe could let down his whole country, Bela
Karolyi could lose his magic touch, and Marion Jones could win three gold
medals and go home ...a failure.

Sound backward? It is. But the breathless effort to hype these Games has made
waiting until there are actual results seem like coming to dinner as they're
clearing the plates. Everyone wants in early. The result is to reduce athletes
to coming attractions for new movies. You can only hope the real thing is as
promising as the clips.

The result: Some athletes will go home diminished by these Games.

How did all this insanity start?

I believe his name was Carl Lewis.



L.A. Games, Lewis broke mold

Go back to 1976, the Montreal Olympics, the last time things worked the
old-fashioned way. That Olympiad gave us Bruce Jenner and Nadia Comaneci, both
of whom were discovered after their inspiring victories.

Then came the Olympic boycott of 1980. No news. No heroes. At least not in
America. By the time 1984 arrived, it had been eight years since we had
celebrated the red, white and blue in the Summer Games. And a lot had changed.
The country was in the throes of a personal infatuation, the economy was
booming, Ronald Reagan was saluting the flag -- and the Olympics were in Los
Angeles, home of the movie star.

That combination produced a sea of change. Just as Peter Ueberroth broke
Olympic tradition by selling sponsorships to every inch of the Games before
they happened, so too did media outlets and corporations try to jump the gun
by getting in early on The Next Big Thing.

Carl Lewis was the biggest of the Olympic things, a good bet to match Jesse
Owens' feat and win four gold medals. Lewis was outspoken. He was
media-hungry. Breaking with a general Olympic tradition of "let's see what
happens," the American press put Lewis everywhere, plastering his face across
magazine covers before he ever broke a five-ring sweat.

The pre-Games cover story is now a phenomenon out of control. This year Marion
Jones has already graced the front of Time and Newsweek -- as well as
countless other periodicals. Has anyone pointed out that she is yet to win
anything in an Olympics? Don't be silly. For the media, this is about being
there before it happens -- so we can say we told you so.

Jones already has been tabbed as "the story of the Sydney Olympics." She
carries the Lewis-ian label of "all eyes are on...." But if Queen Marion is
the year 2000 version of King Carl, she would be wise to heed his fate. Lewis
did everything that was predicted. He came home with four golds. But his
behavior during the Games -- his reluctance to go for a world record in the
long jump (he was "saving himself" for the other events) and his seemingly
shrink-wrapped approach to celebration -- made America turn off rather than
on. It didn't help that his agent said, "Carl is as big as Michael Jackson" --
and that was before the Opening Ceremonies.

Lewis finished his Olympics in worse shape -- for his image -- than when he
went in. That cost him millions in lost endorsement opportunities -- the very
windfall you're supposed to catch when you come home golden.

Could Jones suffer the same fate? Possibly. In fact, she could suffer even
worse. There has been so much hype about her winning five gold medals. What if
she loses one? What if she falls? What if there is a bronze in the mix?

Will she not be seen as "almost" successful?

Will America buy "almost"?



Designated stars had better deliver

And let's not stop with Jones. Track stars Johnson and Greene, the world
record-holders in the 400 and 100 meters, respectively, have already done
themselves pre-Games harm. Their trash-talking over a 200-meter showdown at
the Olympic trials made them only look silly when both pulled up with leg
injuries. Now, neither is in that event, and each of them needs a gold here in
Sydney -- not to reap new fortunes but to keep the ones they have.

Johnson, for example, signed a $12-million deal with Nike. Greene drives a
Mercedes 500SL with the license plate "Mo Gold." How long do you think such
exalted lifestyles will continue if they fail on the track next week?

Same problem in the pool. Thorpe, the thick, gangly swimmer who carries
Australia's youthful hopes, is already a national hero. He has had endorsement
deals since he was in junior high. But if he comes up short this week, even
though he is only 17, he will be seen as overhyped, a product that didn't
deliver.

The same fate may await gymnastics guru Karolyi, who molded such American
stars as Mary Lou Retton and Kerri Strug. Karolyi has become such a superstar
himself, results are expected simply when he shows up. Never mind that the
U.S. women's gymnasts seem unlikely to be hanging anything around their necks
this year. When people see Bela, they think gold. If he fails this time, his
glow is dimmed.

The irony of all this pre-packaging is that, when it comes to the Olympics,
Americans prefer to be surprised. That's the reason we gravitate to stories
like Dan Jansen, the speedskater with the tragic habit of falling during his
biggest races, or Strug, the mighty mite who vaulted with a damaged ankle. We
like to be caught off guard, moved to tears, struck by the glory and drama of
the moment. We don't like to be told who's gonna wow us.

But it's too late. Once one person rushes the stage, everyone does. So media
can't resist the pre-Games hype, corporations can't resist getting in early,
agents can't resist making deals, and the result is this: What used to be an
event where everyone came in empty and some went home full, now has some
coming in full and going home empty.

And it's a shame. After all, the Games are supposed to be about the glory of
the good effort. No athlete should have to tell his grandchildren about the
"the Olympics where I lost it all."



Contact MITCH ALBOM at 313-223-4581 or  albom@freepress.com. Catch "Albom in
the Afternoon" 3-6 p.m. weekdays on WJR-AM (760).
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