Jim Ryun is a hero of mine. I remember him as the guy who ran 3.51.1 and held the world record for 9 years, the Olympic medalist, and the high-school runner who broke 4mins and humbled Peter Snell. But every time I hear him talk about his career, I want to give him a good hard shake.
I've seen a few TV interviews with him over the years, and he always seems to still be so mad about his Olympic disappointments. He complains that the Kenyans used "team tactics" against him in 68, but doesn't seem thankful for his silver medal, doesn't acknowledge Keino's brave race, doesn't show any recognition that he was beaten by a true champion. He complains about falling in 72, and says that he should have been given a free pass to the next round. (Has this ever happened at the Olympics? Ever? For a sense of how the other runners felt about Ryun's protests, see the relevant chapter in 'Kiwis Can Fly'.)
Compare him to Roger Moens talking about getting pipped by Snell, or Santee talking about never getting a clear shot at the 4min mil, or Ovett talking about getting sick in LA, or Ron Clarke talking about all his Olympic near misses, or Bayi talking about missing the 76 Olympics because of the African boycott, or El G (before Athens) talking about - yes - falling at one Olympics and getting pipped at another. All these guys are still rueful and disappointed, still wondering what might have been, but they're all full of praise for their rivals, thankful for the success they had, and accepting of the fact that these things can happen to anyone and that's how running is.
Now that it's 30 years since his record was broken, Ryun is getting interviewed again. He tells us that he thinks he could have run his 3.51 race two seconds faster if only he'd been pushed (ie. the record would have stood until the 80s and Bayi and Walker would never have been world record holders!). He says that when he fell, it wasn't just the bad luck that any runner can suffer, it was God reaching out and teaching him - Jim - a special lesson.
I don't know why it bothers me. I'd love to be half the runner Ryun was and I can't think of a good reason why he should care about my opinion. But: Ryun was a giant, but he walked among giants. Some beat him, some he beat, he had his share of bad luck - but at the end, he has a world record and a silver medal and a place in running history. I wish he would seem happier about it. I wish he would be more gracious, about his success and about his rivals. Somehow, he seems to still feel embittered and victimized. Somehow, he seems to think that it was all about him.