Some of my regular blog readers may remember the story of swimmer John Moffet from a previous blog. John was a senior at Newport Harbor High School when he set a world record in the 100 meter breaststroke. As a breaststroker myself, I had the opportunity to see him swim at meets. He was simply incredible. Going into the 1984 Los Angeles Summer Olympics, he was the favorite, along with American Steve Lundquist, the previous world record holder. In the semi-final race, however, John injures his right thigh and enters the finals with a bandaged right thigh. Incredibly, he manages to finish fifth. Lundquist wins the gold with a new world record. What a race it would have been if John hadn’t been injured!
The moral of this story is that even with the best of preparation, we all need a bit of luck. This is what I had alluded to in my previous blog. In reality, however, it is the absence of bad luck which makes us progress. Good luck is always a good thing, but it is bad luck which really drags us down. So I propose a new phrase for the English Language: No Bad Luck or NBL for all you texters! If you agree with me, start using it!