The curious case of Alan Webb-world-beater, American record holder, enigma.
This is the narrative as I see it: Webb is the most talented miler to come along since Jim Ryun. He runs 3:53 in high school and shows absolute, unadulterated joy in doing so. Rewatch the footage when El G congratulates him: It's Alan Webb as 17-year-old wunderkind, only beginning to grasp just how epic his greatness can be.
Sometime between that moment and the end of his first year at Michigan, it all changed. He suddenly was in a rush. Every workout became a leading indicator. He became too obsessed with day-to-day details and lost sight of the long picture. He would absolutely kill a workout and then expect to run 3:52 that weekend. This is not how running works. He left Michigan before he learned to race and returned to the realtively safety and comfort of his high school coach, who had never trained a talent like Webb before and, in my book, had no business learning on the job with Webb.
Then you have the Webb career, which is a testament both to his immense talent and his lack of racing and coaching prowess: a series of near misses, epic races in rcaes that aren't meaningless but minor. I think his American record his his career in a symbolic nutshell: Empty stadium, all by himself, how the hell could he do that, and why couldn't he do that in the Olympics?
He never found the groove. He could see him, with all his crazy celebrations at the US trials, trying to feel something, somehow make the moment epic. It always struck me as a charade, like he was trying to feel something he didn't. What was missing, in my estimation, was a confidence born of a plan, a long-range vision, a sense of comfort and ease that this was all a build up to something great. Instead, he was too caught up in the moment, adrift with no plan--witness his epic 100 meter charge in the world champs, after which he basically admitted he had no race strategy in mind, and epic coaching failure if there ever was one.
And after years of this, he finally picked up for Oregon, and now back to Virginia. I have no doubt he's running crazy workouts with Andrews that are much better than the racing would show. I have no doubt he'll qualify for the trials and drop something in the 3:30s. But it's too late for glory. That ship sailed after his freshman year at Michigan, in my estimation. If he gone to Oregon then, bought into the system, had a coach who sat down and sketched out a five-year plan for greatness, tied to the cumulative efforts over the span of months and years and not the result of any one individual work out, I think Webb could have been the best US miler ever.
To me, it's a story of a missed opportunity, and how fine the line is between greatness and the occasional brush with greatness.
Look, I've never met the guy, and this is pure speculation beased on what I've observed. But it's my theory, and I'mn sticking to it.