"I remember rising to my feet and cheering at a jam-packed Reggie Lewis Athletic Complex in Boston on a cold, wet afternoon last winter as America's premier middle distance runner Regina Jacobs streaked toward the finish line on her way to setting a new world indoor record in the 1500 meter run.
Looking back, I might have done better simply sitting on my hands.
But at the time, Jacobs' performance seemed truly amazing, especially considering her age. "Wow," I said, turning to one of my sons. "How does someone over 40 still manage to run so fast?"
"Drugs," he replied."
>> I remember being there that night, too. I remember being saddened by the crowd's enthusiasm, as if we were all being used by a charlatan. We were: Regina Jacobs. I am proud to say, as I have said to anyone who cared since February, that I refused to stand for her, refused to cheer her, and when she looked at my section in turn one as she started her "victory lap" internal-laughfest at us, I looked right at her without expression, except to mouth, "drugs". I am happy to see this sport I love move towards legitimacy now -- bye bye Regina.