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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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930917
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Friday, September 17, 1993
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METRO EDITION
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SPT
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1D
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MITCH ALBOM
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SEE ALSO METRO EDITION, Page 1D
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Copyright (c) 1993, Detroit Free Press
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WORM IS THE WORD ON TRAINING TABLES
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Right about now, you're pouring milk on your worms.

  Or spreading worms on warm toast.

  I know. Bagels and worms? With tomato?
  Whatever. If you're not yet, you will be. It's a matter of time before
we're all into the slimy little buggers, after the news this week in sports:
  Worms make you run faster.
  And I don't mean the way they make my Aunt Helene run faster. My Aunt
Helene, who is one of those people who kisses you and leaves a footprint-sized
lipstick smear on your cheek, has never been known to move fast, although she
will pick up the pace for a clearance sale. 
  One  day she went outside, saw a worm, went "EEEEEEEEEK!" and bolted
halfway to the airport.
  So worms have a history with speed. But until this week, we didn't know you
had to eat them.
  Now, thanks  to a Chinese track and field team, worms soon may be welcome
on training tables around the world. Once they're dead, of course.
  "This is what I tell my athletes to drink," a Chinese coach named Ma
Junren announced, holding up a worm-derived potion. "This is all natural."
  Ah, but there was nothing natural about Ma's female athletes in a Beijing
track meet. One of them shattered the world record in the 10,000 meters by 42
seconds. That's like breaking Roger Maris' single-season home run total -- in
August.
  Five of Ma's runners broke the world record in the 3,000 meters. Two broke
the world  record in the 1,500 meters.
  All were on the worm diet.
  I can see it now. The Olympic profile. Little Bobby is fishing with his
friends, and as they lower their lines in the water, he yells, "Wait  up, you
guys! Don't feed that perfectly good worm to the fish!"
  He eats it instead.
  And wins the gold in the 100 meters.
  This Olympic Moment, brought to you by Ragu.
 
McWorm Sandwich?
  The Chinese insist this is perfectly kosher, so to speak. Coach Ma says
the worm potion is "something Chinese people have been drinking for hundreds
of years."
  Hmm. All this time we've been calling  them the "Sleeping Giant." We had
no idea they were all in the bathroom.
  Anyhow, Ma -- somehow, I can't imagine saying "Ma, can I have some worms?"
-- is only keeping with a long tradition of strange  things in athletes'
mouths. At any major league baseball game, you can see players drooling
chewing tobacco. Boxers used to eat steak dinners before going into the ring.
  Many NBA stars -- Vinnie  Johnson used to do this -- suck ginseng capsules
during time-outs. Triathletes gulp bananas between the three stages of their
sport: swimming, bicycling and fainting.
  Still, none of these items is  found crawling in the ground or slithering
under rocks -- although I know a few agents that fit that description.
  Worms? They train on worms?
  I went to the Lions' locker room to test the idea.
  "Me, I eat honey," safety Bennie Blades said. "In the pregame meal. Lots of
honey. It works."
  How about worms?
  "Are you nuts? I can't even drink tequila knowing there's a worm in the
bottom  of the bottle."
  "Do you have a pregame food ritual?" I asked Marc Spindler, the hulking
defensive lineman with the dangerous eyes.
  "Apple juice and orange juice mixed together."
  "Why apple  juice and orange juice?" 
  "We used to mix orange juice and Sprite, but now we can't have soda."
  Uh . . . OK . . . 
  Let me just mosey across the room.
  "Pregame meal?" Andre Ware, the quarterback,  said. "I've been eating the
same thing the night before a game since I was in college."
  "What's that?"
  "McChicken Sandwich, fries, Sprite and pie."
  Hmm. Ever tried worms?
  "Uyhhhhhh. Disgusting."
  I agree. Then again, some distant Chinese farmer might say the same thing
about McNuggets.
 
Soup du jour?
  Of course, man cannot live on worms alone. Neither can woman. Ma's runners
supplement  the squirmy part of their diet with a wet part, soups make from
soft shell river turtles.
  Again, I would not recommend this for football, because, as quarterback
Eric Kramer recalls, "One time in  college, one of our lineman came back to
the huddle and threw up. Right there. In the backfield."
  What did you do?
  "I said, 'No sacks this play, fellas.' "
  So turtles and worms might have  a nasty effect on the gridiron. Then
again, compared to some of the other substances football players -- and track
and field stars -- have been known to put in their bodies, including steroids,
cocaine  and human growth hormone, I guess worms don't seem so bad.
  Of course, the worms may have less to do with Ma's runners' success than
the fact that they train at least 26 miles a day and mostly come  from poor
villages, where hard work is no stranger.
  Says Ma, "I search for athletes who can eat bitterness."
  Amongst other things.
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