As certain as death and taxes.
As undeniable as the rising and setting of the sun.
In a million tomorrow's not this.
Our eyes betray us.
The impossible happening not once but again and then again.
Dreams shattered on the side of a hill. A lifetime of labor swept away as dust in the wind
As if, at his apogee, Michael Jordan forgot how to soar, Michael Phelps went to war with the water, Tom Brady's arm glared at him as useless appendage.
There are stars and then there is the GOAT.
This doesn't happen to the GOAT.
Not to Simone Biles. And never to Michaela Shiffrin.
As certain as death and taxes.
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Like a wounded bird. Unable to fly.
Tethered to the ground by allegations, intimidations, implications and insinuations.
The ice beneath her feet and in her veins now a pool of tears on her face. Pain filling the very air she breathed.
And in the moment, who could not express sympathy for the little girl lost.
Kamila Valieva, damaged and bewildered.
A bird with a broken heart.
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