Something about the way Dusty stood back last night on a couple of occasions and waved at the empty stands and the upper decks just broke me. Waving goodbye to the all the eyes that had watched him – that had wanted him to fail or to conquer spectacularly in equal measure.
You could almost hear him thinking – “I never failed you eyes, I always conquered and still it has an end. I will never do this again. I met the challenge of all those eyes. If I never failed you – why does it have to end?”
But then you can see the resigned acceptance come over him. Him willing his legs take him to the boundary, eventually to the race one last time. And finally into the dark and depths of the unknown future.
You could almost hear him thinking – “I never failed you eyes, I always conquered and still it has an end. I will never do this again. I met the challenge of all those eyes. If I never failed you – why does it have to end?”
But then you can see the resigned acceptance come over him. Him willing his legs take him to the boundary, eventually to the race one last time. And finally into the dark and depths of the unknown future.
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