When I was in high school, I was a state ranked swimmer. Mind you, this was like six years and nearly 75 pounds ago, but it happened nonetheless. Also granted, I was the lowest ranked swimmer in the state, but yaboi was still numbered. It’s like when the team that lost the Super Bowl hits the strip club. They may not be as good as the guys who won, but they are number two. Girls’ll fondle the balls of the two seed. You know why? Because they’re still better than the no-seed.
These problems, however, don’t exist for Katie Ledecky. Ledecky’s freestyling her way to historical immortality. Like last night, when she obliterated her own world record.
If you can fit in multiple fist pumps before the 2nd place swimmer can even touch in, you’re winning on multiple levels. Nothing breaks a person’s spirit more than seeing the person you wanted to beat already reaching the ‘crying in disbelief’ portion of the celebration before you even finish your race. Honestly, though, I don’t think this is the last instance we’re going to see of Ledecky take all kinds of shit up on her competition. You can catch her at noon today and Thursday night.