And that right there is the definition of Friday. The finish line is right fucking there but you can’t even bring yourself those last few meters. Just run headlong into it, lay there and hope it’s all over soon so you can go home.
PS – Are we still saying Olympians are world class athletes? I mean I’m honestly not convinced this guy had ever even done this event before. He looked totally and completely caught off guard that there was a pole in the way. Almost like he though when he got close it would just go up like a parking garage.